return of the kai-kai.

Jul 07, 2005 10:13

Chemo. Fucking. Sucks.

That is all.

Okay, maybe not all.

Mood swings suck too.


I feel like a Mac truck ran over my head. I wish it would stop thudding already. I'd complain, but there's no real need to. People already know what's wrong with me. I'm already being taken care of. What more do I need -- people standing watch over me 24/7? Not that I'd mind that, necessarily.

This is the one thing I can safely say I absolutely hate about being here: it's so hard to hold onto anything worth keeping when it's hard to stay afloat everyday in the first place.

[private]I hope Helene's okay.[/private]

I wonder what's been going on with doc. I've been sleeping through all his visits lately. Or maybe he's been busy. Either way, I've been sleeping too much for my own good. Gods, I'm almost too tired to get the guitar out. Almost.

Well, at least chemo isn't taking THAT from me anytime soon. Take that.

...figures I'd get queasy right about now.
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