Fairly uneventful. Pain during the day today so Tramadol came on board early. So be it 🤷♀️
It’s an interesting thing, pain. It makes me snappy. Makes me emotional. Makes me messy. Makes me apologetic. Pain. I actually think I can take it. I’ve been advised not to. I took the advise, don’t worry. There are not a lot of visual cues that I am undergoing treatment. I don’t currently have my chemo bag for example. I have all my hair. I look the same. Other than being in bed a lot more I actually think we forget sometimes. It feels business as usual. This is a good thing most of the time. I don’t eat a lot. I don’t even really go in the kitchen. I’m working on rectifying this situation. This situation. Blah.