Sick of it
I am so sick of this cancer thing. I'm tired of feeling lousy, tired of thinking about it, talking about it. I just want it out of my life. And then I think, how can you say that? There are all these people who have had three, four metastases, a friend's mother just had her third round of chemo.
It reminds me of how I felt about the occupation after eight months or so in Palestine - sick to death of it, and also knowing I hadn't been through anything.
I'm exhausted, need to go to bed because I have chemo in the morning, not wanting to go to bed because I have chemo in the morning. I just can't bear that I didn't even have two good days and now it is starting again.
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