The random rants of a middle aged, middle class, and mid-evolution male.
It ain't the way you move... September 7, 2023
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So here we are... September 7th. How time flies by. I have been somewhat lazy about writing, but it is getting to the point where fall is setting in and my outside time (with light) is dropping rapidly. I need to get out there so I can get ready for work, but I hate that it is dark.
It is June 26th... 2023. It is hard to believe that it has only been a year and a 1/2 since I was diagnosed (well since the first bad tests were coming in). This journey has been interesting. I am not going to say it has been bad and I know that sounds strange. You see, I have met myself, more than I had before. I learned more about love and kindness (Tiffany and my girls have been amazing). I also learned a valuable lesson about needs and wants. I really don't NEED much. Some food, shelter, and companionship his the important thing. It makes me feel bad for people that don't have anyone. It also helps me understand why people will stay with someone that they don't truly love. Lately my stomach hasn't felt well. I overeat because I am stoned. I tell myself to stop eating, but I can't seem to control it. To be honest, I just took a 10 minute break to go shit a mound of what I ate the other nig...
I figure I can milk these Hawaiian songs for quite sometime. Especially, since I don't make posts as often. I mean, how many times can I tell you the same thing? Well, speaking of things, the tumors shrunk! This is good, means chemo is still having some effect on the cancer. Sometimes I wonder if my body is going to be able to handle it long enough. This last chemo cycle was hell! Well, I just wanted to say I love everybody and that the fight continues. I love you all!
You probably can't tell, but I am shrinking. If you find a picture of me in that same sweatshirt from 2 years ago, it is quite noticeable. All in all, I am still doing alright... considering. Chemo is kicking my ass hard, but I get about 3 days where I feel good enough to get stuff done. The 3 to 4 rough days of chemo is painful, but I try to focus on getting through. Speaking of chemo, today is chemo day (joy joy). Tiffany is so amazing about taking care of me, I don't know how she does it all. Well, I am going to pretend to work for a bit, then head out to the hospital. I love you all!
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