I'm not dead. Sometimes it seems like it, with as much as I've been sleeping lately. As ridiculous as it sounds, I'm tired of sleeping. :P
I think I've finally started to find out what it feels like to be a cancer patient. Yesterday and the day before were ... enlightening. Walking across the room left me glad to drop into a chair. Going down the hall to another classroom required a plan - no stopping along the way in case I couldn't muster enough willpower to get moving again.
But I accomplished everything I'd wanted to yesterday. AND MORE. I even found the ad binder. And today I feel more alert and my fingers are less puffy. Can't quite tell about my feet but I'm kind of hopeful that the swelling has gone down there as well.
Got my fingers crossed to do the whole day at school today and then dance tonight. We'll see...