This is where things stand
02.23.06 (3:06 pm) [edit]
I've lost almost all of my hair. I have these weird brown spots all over my face. There was some television series several years ago about aliens who were integrated into the earth's population. The aliens had brown spots, too. Unfortunately, their brown spots were much more attractive than mine.
Whenever I go to the city where I receive chemotherapy, I spend a fair amount of time shopping. I've gotten lots of new shoes and some new clothes. I finally recognized that the shopping is a manifestation of hope. Hope that someday I will look the way I did before the drugs took such a toll on my body.
The really sad thing is that I'm unable to even look at any of it without feeling nauseated. This does not bode well. I'm hoping that this, too, will pass.
Other than the nausea thing (which is a mighty big thing), the only other problem I'm having at the moment is fatigue. Crushing fatigue. Fatigue like a freight train. That's why there have been so few posts lately. I can't even drag myself to my computer to write about how miserable I am.
