Chemo in the morning. 8:45 AM. If I can just make it through the next two weeks, everything will be ok. Then I'm practically done.
Also, if the kids outside would stop playing basketball so I can get some sleep, I might not lose my fucking mind.
I don't have the words to describe how I feel right now, which might be why I have a lot less readers lately. But I don't care about that. I just want this to be over with. The next two weeks will be the hardest yet and then I'll feel FREE.
Words don't even look the way they should now so I should probably go to sleep.
Also, if the kids outside would stop playing basketball so I can get some sleep, I might not lose my fucking mind.
I don't have the words to describe how I feel right now, which might be why I have a lot less readers lately. But I don't care about that. I just want this to be over with. The next two weeks will be the hardest yet and then I'll feel FREE.
Words don't even look the way they should now so I should probably go to sleep.
Hang in there!
ReplyDeleteRAARR! Go get 'em tiger!
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