Cancer Journey: Day 11

Had a very difficult night.

I had prepped for bed by exercising and then planned to do a short meditation. But as I made my way to YouTube to search for sleep meditation, videos of chemotherapy side effects showed up. Sleep was history after that. I meditated on all possible ways of losing hair during chemo.

It was almost comical how hard I was trying to find a sleep meditation that would be able to get my racing thoughts to dull a little. Instead of getting any rest, I learned about the sleep meditation gurus, videos with the most likes, and the fact that you sometimes have to let restlessness play out before you can rest.

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