Just rest, idiot
My brother and his wife showed up too early. I'd finished three months of treatment to my brain cancer. After that I was descending into the worst stuff yet. It's expected. I should have told my brother and his wife to stay away for another month or two, but I didn't.
My brother, and his wife, are people that I zoomed along acting too happy and energetic. That was ridiculous. Now, they're gone, so I'm just fading fast into more sleeping. I'm taking large notes, and changing my meds a little, to get this going.
Other stuff has happened. I'm just going to sleep all day instead. I'd rather heal with sleep than just be up and bored all day long. Instead, sleep.
Lately - one full blown soccer game where our team won. That was lovely, even though dealing with it blew my brain into idiousy later. Today, I walked to the library but couldn't say anything good to one of the librarians because my brain is creakier than my thoughts. So hey nonny no, moron.
I have watched so many different teevee shows that I can't stand it any more. Everyone acts, everyone has the perfect timeing on their performances, no matter what. I cannot watch yet another set of actors swapping back and forward between two cameras, no I cannot! I am nuts!
I really am nuts. I want to get well. I will, I will, sometime before the end of time. Ha.