I had agreed to take the Thursday evening shift. That was before the bumpy day. I had thought that if I was not feeling up to snuff, I could just work 5 to 9 pm and manage OK. Especially since this is winter break and the undergraduate population is not on campus. There will likely be a handful of grad students and a smattering of community usuals.
True. I wake up out of sorts and feeling adrift. I can't seem to focus. I am grumpy. Maybe I should just go to work and try to do something constructive to beat the blahs. I decide to head in around 1 pm. If I get too tired, I can lie down on the couch in the break room and rest. Actually, I feel better being up and moving around. My tiredness comes and goes.
Mostly I sit and catch up on emails and little organizing projects in my office. Before I realize it, 5 pm rolls around and I am at the reference desk. I am surprised to discover that I am doing OK. Not experiencing that bone weary exhaustion I half expected. It must be that the tons of steroids I got to prevent the chemo reaction are still in my system and keeping me stable. Good. I am happy to stand on my on own two feet without too much wobbling.
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