This Is Not Normal Tina

This Is Not Normal Tina

🌼 Date: Thursday, January 22, 2026

⚡ Energy: Empty. Frustrated. Offended by my own body.

💔 Status: Mad. Not sad — mad.

😡 Outlook: Apparently this is part of the deal. I don’t like it.

Today started with a restless night — tossing and turning even with a Trazodone — and then my first Granix shot of this round.

And from there, it just went downhill.

As the day went on, my energy drained more and more, and for some reason that really pissed me off today. I know by now that the week after chemo is usually a hard one for me, but today I was not in an accepting mood.

I am angry at how much cancer has taken from me.

It took my breasts.
It took my ability to work right now.
And today, it took even the small things — the things I actually enjoy doing around the house.

I emptied the dishwasher.
Did my shot.
Made myself breakfast.

And that was it. Done. Tanks empty.

I felt like an invalid — and that word makes my skin crawl. This is not normal Tina. She does not give up. She does not let things beat her. She does not need a recovery period after unloading a dishwasher.

But today? I did.

I spent most of the day snoozing in my chair with Gidget on my lap, only getting up to pee or find a snack. That’s it. That was the whole highlight reel.

At some point it hit me that I haven’t done laundry in at least a week. I’ve got three or four loads piled up… and absolutely no will to do them.

Anyone who knows me knows I don’t ask for help. I’m usually the helper. The fixer. The one who shows up.

This whole experience has been a steep and uncomfortable learning curve.

And apparently my oncologist was right when she told me that each round would make me more tired than the one before. I can’t wait for round four — I probably won’t even be able to roll myself out of bed by then.

Something to look forward to.

Today wasn’t brave.
It wasn’t productive.
It wasn’t inspiring.

It was real. And I’m pissed about it.

💗 Tina –
One Badass Day at a Time