Well it feels like ages since I have blogged, but I have been extremely exhausted and have been almost incognito from everything. Usually a few days after chemo are the crummy days, and they were. Saturday my whole body was aching and I was in very much pain, so I took vicodin for the first time and man when that kicked in I took a four hour nap. Of course after I woke up feeling like a million bucks. I am feeling much better now, I have been starting to "exercise" slowly. It's no crazy workout, but a walk around my house then down and up my hill then a light swim in the pool is my new routine. It sounds pathetic, but is the most my body can handle right now. My mind says go run and play sports, but where my muscles were (and should be) won't allow a lot of activity. Lately the days have been kind of the same, but wonderful of course. Lots and lots of relaxing, eating, exercising, trying to spend as much time outside as possible and family visits. It's funny in my eyes thinking of the role change that happened since everything. When we found out the news and were on our way to the hospital for the first time, my mom looked at me and told me I have to stay strong through all of this. Now I have to stop her and look her in the eyes to tell her she has to stay strong through all of this. My parents love to remind me how proud they are of me and inspired by me too. But I always love to remind them that I am their daughter, and they raised and brought me up to be the person I am today.