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Wednesday, November 06, 2002 |
I'm sitting here with yet another in a life of strings of hot flashes. Sometimes I just get so damned tired of the disruption they cause me. I can never get a good nights sleep. I can't take naps, no matter how desperately tired I may be. I can't keep my hair clean. I can't make myself warm on a cold day. I can't enjoy a nice hot bath. I can't forget that I have cancer no matter how much I'd like to on some days. Yet they're responsible for my spirituality in many ways. They force me to be patient and understanding with my body. They give me the ability to meditate every night for long periods of time. They are giving me the permission to be gentle with myself and less demanding.
7:57:07 PM
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