We had a lovely weekend, it felt like the good old days, we hardly thought about cancer for two days. Today I came down to earth with a bump. Woke up feeling very fed up and grumpy. Went for a blood test this morning which probably wasn't a great way to start the day. Perhaps it's just Monday blues. I usually regularly follow my biorhythms, but I haven't been paying much attention lately. Just checked the graph and I am at the lowest point of the emotional cycle. So perhaps it's that. Although I'm also supposed to be at the high point of the physical cycle and I don't feel very energetic. I did some yoga this afternoon, which usually perks me up, but it doesn't seem to have helped today.
I had a few days like this during my previous cancer and I used to feel very disappointed with myself for not being positive and cheerful. I don't beat myself up about that anymore. I just tell myself I'm allowed to have an off day and that tomorrow will be better.
I'm off to Nottingham tomorrow for an MRI scan. The hospital transport has been confirmed. Not looking forward to the journey, 80 miles each way. Fortunately it's a lunchtime appointment so I won't have to get up too early. The notes say I can take my own CD to listen to in the scanner, so I'm going to search through our music racks and find something suitable to cheer me up.
