The second last chemo was not as bad as the others so far but I find that I cannot get back my mojo. I sleep most of the time and every so often when I get up to wash the floor or put away a book, I cannot even must the thought of reading a book or doing anything brainy like I usually do. My creative juices are mere pictures on the wall. I look at the piano but cannot make it through one piece. I want to try out my new guitar but find myself only opening and closing the box. I need to learn how to do things by making myself do things. Just thinking I'll do it or making a to do list does not work.
