My family wanted me to have a day doing something that I enjoyed. So for a couple of weeks I have been planning a trip to the Museum of Fine Arts. Everyone agreed. Well, the day came yesterday and no one wanted to go, or get dressed appropriately, or make it a priority to get out of the house. When all was said and done, it was too late to get there before closing. I was really, really sad. I want to start doing things again as I feel better. And my energy level vacillates and yesterday I was having a good day.

This morning, they tried to make up for it. They offered to go to the museum or take a walk or stand on their heads. I thought about it and declared, " I want to be alone with my clothes." ( really, wardrobe management - which I enjoy and find relaxing. I LOVE ironing, too ).

My husband looked alarmed and suggested that I mention to my oncologist tomorrow that I may be depressed and don't want to be around people. ( I am not . ) I chuckled to myself and knew that the fabbers would get it ! LOL ! My male oncologist wouldn't understand, but my female oncology nurse would. I am going to tell her the story and the two of us will have a good laugh.