Too Low
5.6.2020
I was tired but ready. I didn't see this coming. My counts are too low for chemo. I wait another week. Tears. Frustration. I'm surprised at how disappointed I am. I want to do this now. I want to know what to expect from something. A schedule is something.
I see the silver linings. I won't feel like garbage for the next week. I get extra recovery time. I'm home. It's a beautiful day. Our apple tree is blossoming.
Deep breaths. Warm sunshine. I choose to let the disappointment fade. I'll try to shine light and love on my family instead.