ive felt like garbage for the last 3 days.
called the doc and they are starting scans before the next chemo. argh!
im ready to be done. back to work, grateful to be there.
i feel like lucas in "empire records', grafted to the couch, in some form.
things with samantha have smoothed over.
shes been asking if im ok, says she doent want to get desensitized to it.
i told her i can deal with the pain, just keep making me laugh.
she does a fantaatic job of that. sos did her dad. very funny guy.
i just wish zed was around one every cpl weeks to give me a hug and tell me itll be ok.
it will.
im not worried. im just tired of feeling like ass.
anyone can undesrstand that.
