It feels like my chest has been roasting over an open fire. Strangely enough, it snowed yesterday, so I can also say that Jack Frost is nipping at my nose. I'm exhausted, even though I've done scarcely anything but paperwork at work. I came home to my empty house (Tim is on second shift) and fell asleep for two hours. I am having a reaction to radiation. I've got 12 more treatments. This will be over on April 24th.
Must. Find. Bed.