Cancer sucks. Chemo sucks. Baldness sucks. Broken peeling fingernails suck. Dry mouth sucks! Chest aches suck! Exhaustion sucks! Nausea sucks!
I’m halfway through chemotherapy! I only have 4 more sessions to endure. I hear that the new medication that I’ll be given is easier. I’m hopeful. The red devil is truly a devil. At times, it felt like the chemo could kill me. It seemed like it was toying with the idea at some moments.
My port gives me weird sensations. Sometimes, I don’t feel it at all. Sometimes, it feels like it’s trying to climb out of my neck. It’s foreign. I hate it. I want it out.
I miss my hair so much.
I miss my eyelash extensions.
Chemo will finish in July. Surgery will be mid-August. I’m beginning to see the light! I wish my mood was better. I can’t seem to pull myself out of this funk. I don’t feel like myself. I wonder if I’ll ever find me again.
Summer is coming. I don’t want to be sick for it! My kids deserve some fun. I’m scared I’m going to let them down. Life has been hard for them.
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