The bad

[genlisae]

I feel like shit.

See, not all good mood all the time (and I know there have been some who wondered).

I had a moment earlier today where I seriously questioned if all of this was worth it. For a moment more, the answer was no.

Every muscle in my upper body feels bruised. Let me correct that. Every muscle, most of my skin and a good portion of my bones feel bruised. My throat is swollen and irritated. Drinking water kind of feels like I am in the middle of a wicked case of strep.

My stomach is now my mortal enemy alternating between "FOOD! NOW! Or I will hurt you!" and "OMG you put food in me! You must PAY!" Mr. Lumpy is angry and for the first time ever very painful and I am TIRED. But rarely enough to actually sleep.

So.

Yeah.

Not all good and the bad actually sucks worse than even I could have imagined.

Faced with the choice of ever doing this again, in all honesty, I don't know if I would choose to do it again.

Comments

[beatricecrumplebottom]

I'd huggle you but I wouldn't want to make you hurt worse. Just know I'm thinking about you and sending positive thoughts your way, k?

[ginnie]

I have some friends who have gone through or are going through chemo. One had his doctor tell him "you'll hate me before we're through, but the cancer will be defeated". Another one said that chemo sickness is absolutely the pits; worse than anything else, but it does work. Hang in there, though. It'll be worth it.