Radiation
The amount of times i’ve written this blog in my head is immeasurable. I want to touch on last april/may when I was undergoing radiation and the early days of chemo. To say this time period was hell would be an understatement. The doctors told me before I began that my symptoms would “slightly increase” and wow they lied big time. “Slightly increase” was a major understatement. There were moments when I didn’t know if I was alive or dead. I was constantly so confused. I would be scared to fall asleep because I honestly didn’t know if I would wake up. Being completely honest, there were many times when I didn’t want to wake up. I would be drifting asleep and the lights in my living room would seep through my closed eyes. I would think this was the light that was going to bring me home (or however that works.) Everything seemed to take a ton of effort. For example, if I dropped my phone, even if it was a mere few inches out of reach, it would take several hours trying to muster up the mo...