Im sitting here counting down the minutes mentally that I have left being able to be upright. Depending on a few things, my blood levels hit their magic low spot about two weeks from the first day of chemo and that time is right about now. This time, my platelets crashed hard and fast and I had a platelet transfusion this Thursday. On Thursday, my reds were falling but not low enough for the transfusion. So going into the weekend, I know im going to be tired and I know that unless something goes terribly wrong and forces it sooner, I will be getting my reds on Monday. So since the job of my reds is to bring oxygen to my parts.. and I’m running low.. I’m so tired. It’s such an extreme tired.. I mean I’ve always been “lazy” and preferred to be resting in my spare time but.. this is crazy. I woke up this morning and had to be somewhere for 10 and it was sooooo hard.. but I did it. I had Daisy for the day today so I mentally planned an afternoon at the mall, of course after I go home and take a nap. After my nap we took off and my heart was just soooo not into it but I pushed on for the sake of a nice afternoon with my daughter. My performance at the mall was pathetic. I would go about half the length of the mall and have to stop and sit for a few. I constantly had to remind Daisy to slow down and there were a few moments where I thought that maybe laying down right here on the bench wouldn’t be too bad of a thing.. I didn’t though lol. We finished up our short list of todos, had some lunch and headed home accomplishing nothing more than a nice afternoon with my daughter.. not bad. Of course, lol, I pulled into my driveway, turned the car off, unlocked my house, and jumped straight into bed for the next couple of hours. Daytime naps scare me cuz I may end up having traded my sleep quota and have a tough time tonight.. wish me luck I guess…