I'm tired. I've had to get up between 7 and 7:30 every morning for the past week (it seems... might only be five days). I'm sure to many of you working folks that sounds like a luxury, but I'm used to getting to sleep until at least 9 AM. I have cancer, give me a break!
The weekend would normally be a good time to sleep in, but I spent an epically long day in synagogue on Saturday because it was Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement, when Jews atone for our sins. This is perhaps worthy of it's own post, because although I sat in services for hours on end, it didn't do a lot for me. Honestly, how much can I possibly have to atone for? I spent most of the past year in a hospital!
Not only do I have to wake up freaking early for the rest of this week too, including Saturday, but it's a mega-treatment week. I had a lumbar puncture with chemo yesterday (no leukemia found in the spinal fluid, yay!), chemo from now through Saturday morning (at 8 AM so that we can hit the road for my brother's football game), and ECP tomorrow and Thursday. At least these all involve sitting in chairs, which is hopefully conducive for napping.
Good news from the weekend: my brother had a great game! Yes, he rejected the cultural heritage left to him by Sandy Koufax and played on Yom Kippur, but apparently G-d smiled on him and he ran back a blocked field goal attempt 75 yards for a touchdown, had an interception, a blocked pass, and several tackles. That G-d, such a jokester. My brother skips services and has a great game, I sit through them and get nothing spiritual out of it at all and a couple of completely ridiculous sermons to boot. That'll teach me to try to be a good Jew!