It's been a long time since I've blogged.  I've thought about it many times, but then somehow I don't have the energy.  Plus, the entry would probably be mostly complaints with nothing exciting to report. (I didn't leave the house from Saturday night to Saturday night.)

Worse, the complaints are nothing new--the same old problems, just exacerbated.  The most difficult is the fatigue.  I have three good hours in the morning, and then I crash.  I used to sleep for about an hour; now it's more like 90 minutes or two hours.  Then I struggle awake for lunch and another couple of sentient hours before I crash again for two hours.  That used to be it for the crashes, but now I experience another one at 5:45. 

My appetite is generally pretty good, but nothing stays inside me very long.  The trips to the bathroom are as frequent as ever. 

I've had stage 4 kidney cancer for over three years.  The most optimistic prognosis you can find is a year or less, so my body has been battling overtime for a long time now.  Meanwhile, every morning for 2½ years,  I've ingested toxic chemicals--targeted chemo, but toxic none-the-less.  So if my body is a little exhausted these days, maybe it's entitled to a brief retreat.

We've generally had a mild winter so far--some cold weather, a little snow, but nothing severe.  I hate the dark and cold and always look forward to the winter solstice.  Even though there will be many more days of early darkness, at least the darkest are behind us. 

Friday is my once-every-three-months series of tests at the KU Cancer Center.  I'll publish the results on Saturday.