After this day, I will only have two more chemos to go. I am looking forward to the end of this. I should be grateful for the miracle drugs, but after nearly three months of this, I'm just weary. Just tired of the endless shots and bloodwork. The worry. Feeling bad. Feeling better. Pains. Tired. I just want to be done with this. I want to be me again.
I feel childish.
*stamps foot, shrieks, 'But I want this to be over NOW'*
I am an adult however. I'm concerned over the consequences of this second half of chemo, but those concerns go on the back burner, as I set to getting ready for chemo. I don't want to go, so I'm procrastinating
(So what do you think about those Steelers?!!!!!),
but I will finish my coffee and get off my duff and get ready to go, because that is what adults do, and I will remember that after this, I will only have two more to go.