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RSB early in the day--then nap and rest the afternoon away. My nap lasted over several hours--I just had a bit of lunch and went to sleep almost when I hit the bed.

I come away from the RSB sessions feeling like I've run out of gas--since I've known about the NHL issue I've felt tired and depleted. I may have felt this way when I was first diagnosed with PD--but I think I ignored it and just slept a lot. Now, I'm trying to maintain the activities that were giving me energy--but it's not working.

And I'm stressing over the upcoming treatments--I don't fully know all that is to happen. I'm also not going out of my way to learn more--a part of me is denying what is happening. I have thoughts of magical results--magical happenings that will restore order and continuity.

I just had my 2nd latte for today--and it's not making a dent in my fog. I don't want to down a V8 this late in the day--especially not after two lattes. I don't have anything planned tomorrow--so I can sleep in. I've got some prep work to do before my Tuesday adventure--and I should do that tomorrow.

That grandson is looking haggard--he's been fighting off a cold or such for over a week.

I feel like he looks--or he looks like I feel. Blended, mended, and upended--that's how the garden grows.