Being fatigued or being tired?

 Some days I can't tell the difference. Or if there really is even a difference between the two. In my head I know that there is. My mind knows. My heart knows. That doesn't get rid of the guilt that I can feel. I have good days. Days that I can accomplish so much. Walk the dogs, clean the house, do laundry, work around the yard, do my shopping and even do some cooking. At the end of the day yes I am tired but I feel good. Then there are days that I am just getting by. Going to work and coming home. I feel like I am having a lot more of those days lately. I know that being fatigued is one of the side effects of immunotherapy but it still sucks. I'd like to have abundance of energy every day. The energy to get up and tackle the day. It just doesn't happen. Added to that lately I've been starting to feel sore. I tell myself this may be because I am not as active as I have been. So then I try to get up and move around more, exercise more. I think to myself that this will help. It'll loosen my muscles up and yes even though I am tired maybe it'll kick start me being more active. You know.. to be more active you need to be active. All it ends up doing is making me even more tired and more sore. I know that in the long run all of this will be worth it. I only have 8 more months to go, but hey, who's counting? The guilt kicks in pretty frequently. I feel like I should be doing more, walking the dogs more, doing more around the house. I know I do a lot. I work hard. I truly do. I work a school, my house, take care of 4 dogs and mostly do it all on my own so I'd say I am doing fairly well. So if I am tired and need to take a day and occasionally maybe a day or more then I should be allowed to without feeling guilty right? Right! 

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