In a blog called Cancer Diaries this is really shocking, news, huh? Well, I mean I did think I’d get more time. Certainly hoped. My liver seemed ready to oblige. My stomach however was not. Something called pertinnitous, but I know that’s the not the right spelling of it. Guess it’s the force driving all my nausea and hiccuping and what not. And now it’s going to claim the rest of me.
Fuck.
But it’s been a couple hours at least I’ve had a chance to talk to commiserate to laugh and cry… it’s not like I’m ready for this, but I don’t feel as bleak. For all those who read this and for all those who care I feel more sorry to do this to you. Please, blame my stomach…
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