Diary of a Mad Cancer Patient
Here I am for round 4 of chemo. Cait flew in from Cali to spend this session and the weekend with me. Can't remember the last time it was just her and I. This is nice.
Round 3 was really fucking hard. All of this shit is. Chemo day is easy and even the day afterward. Then comes the God awful nausea, body aches and acne breakouts. ”Hell Week” lasted about 9 days the last round. Oh and did I mention I'm completely fucking exhausted too?
Tired mentally, physically, and emotionally. Most days I try to push through, not think about it and just live my life regularly. But then there are other days when I am just so fucking sad, miserable and angry. Everyone says that you don't have to be strong all the time and I guess they’re right. Doesn't that just make everything harder though?
I cry all the time. Tired of all of this. I'm tired of ”Hell Weeks”. I'm tired of not having hair. I'm DEFINITELY tired of having to draw on my eyebrows everyday. Ugh Fuck all of this shit.
Shit could always be worse. I keep telling myself that.
Thank you God for sending me an amazing husband. He is such a blessing and I do not take him for granted.
My support system is the best. So many great friends and family always offering their support.