Ridiculous, especially if you take into account the fact that I have to see my surgeon in one hour.
9AM. Right.
It's not like I've been doing anything terribly important; I've been doing some work, playing around on my computer, listening to music, pretty much nothing.
I stayed up all night doing nothing.
My sleep schedule is all out of whack, and I don't really know why.
Ok, that's a lie. I do know why; it's because I take naps during the day. I have to, otherwise I'm useless. This is a new development in my life, and it's due to the rigors that chemotherapy places upon my body.
You see, even when I'm not actually doing anything, my body is still working in overdrive to process the toxins they placed inside of me to battle this godforsaken cancer.
So in addition to being tired all the time, I have also developed the appetite of someone about 3 times my weight.
And I drink a lot, which means that I pee a lot. Water bottles have become my constant companion, with some sort of snack not far behind.
Yesterday.. today? Yesterday seems like today, seems like the day before, seems like what will be tomorrow. My past week has pretty much run together and coagulated into one bloody day.
Uh-oh. Tangent alert.
Back on topic: yesterday I went to the local Rite-Aid and purchased this crazy GNC Weight Gainer 2200 Calorie dietary supplement mix. Two tubs of this noxious substance, actually.
That's right: tubs. The vile things come in tubs.
Why in God's name would I buy these things? Well, weight loss is inevitable for someone going through chemotherapy treatment, and I'm going to do all I can do avoid that; I don't exactly have a surplus of mass on my body.
Basically, I'm downright skinny. With me, it's all skin, bones and muscle. Nothing inbetween.
Maybe some gristle.
I gotta figure out what I'm going to do real quick here .. it's 8:10 in the morning, and the time I set on my alarm is rapidly approaching.
Shitfuck.
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