I know what it's like to want to do nothing but sleep. I had the worst case of mononucleosis that my doc had ever seen. I slept 16 hours a day for 4 months. I know what it's like to have every muscle and joint ache from the flu. And I know the nastiness of nausea from a bad hangover.
But I've never gone through chemo, much less chemo and a stem cell transplant and the endless therapies which accompany it. From watching my dad, near as I can imagine is that it's like having mono, the flu and a hangover all at the same time. Everything aches. The mere thought of food is repulsive. And you just want to sleep all the time but they won't let you. And that makes my dad's door all the more impressive. Who in the world would want to exercise with all that going on? He traded in some of his M&Ms for a banner. Each banner is worth 15 M&Ms so by my count, he racked up 44 exercising bouts in 12 days - a bit over the requisite 3 per day. Good job!