The Revolt Continues

I have exhausted my list of things I have the mental capacity to focus on to stave off boredom. I can't even seem to focus on colouring in a colouring book right now and yet the "everything else" is not engaging enough to offset the boredom setting in. In a weird place. Only so much staring blankly into space thinking 'I really don't feel well' a person can take.

Thing is, I really don't feel well. My stomach has picked up exactly where it left off for the start of round 4 of chemo. The slice of toast I ate this morning set my stomach to churning and even small sips of water soon end up in dry heaving. I made it through the last two days mostly by sleeping, only I'm not tired anymore. Tried watching a movie (several actually) and sooner or later I realize I have zoned out and now have no idea what is going on anymore. So, I stare off into space and think 'I really don't feel well'.

Maybe part of it is the waiting for the results tomorrow? Could be. I am not sure. I seem to be kind of numb about the whole thing overall.

Very strange place I am in right now.

On the other hand, typing this has used up a few minutes so that is good I suppose.