It used to take me five minutes to walk to the hospital, now it takes 10 at least because I'm so fucking slow. I consciously try to make my legs move faster but they respond with -- lady, this is how fast we go, we ain't goin' any faster so just get with reality and leave us alone.
Spent two hours in the chemo bay which I'm now calling the Fish Tank because that's what it feels like {all the different specimens trapped and on display}, only to be turned away because my blood counts are too low for treatment. A little unsettling and anticlimactic, but as tired as I am right now, my counts will rise everyday, and I'll have a good week. So yay, I'm looking forward to a good week, but right now I'm going to take a nap.
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