Cancer is Boring

Okay I knew it been a while since I'd written and posted, but I didn't realize it had been this long. Yeah, I'm a very inconsistent blogger, but I've got cancer. That gives me a pass. For, well, pretty much any and everything.

I'm nearly to the end of my chemo--one session left of cycle five and then it's on to the sixth and final cycle. I've gotten so used to Wednesday being my chemo day that it's going to be weird not to spend one day every week an hour from home hooked up to a bunch of bags of drugs. That's not to say I'm going to miss it!

So, what have I been doing with all my time, since I clearly haven't been writing? Well, to be honest, not much. Cancer is a huge waste of one's time. You have all this time that you could be doing things, but you don't feel well enough to do any of them. I wish I could have used this time to do the things that I never have time to do. I have a craft room stuffed full of projects I could be working on. I could've sewed my niece an entire princess wardrobe. I could've read dozens of books. I could have watched a lot of television and movies. Mostly, I've slept and aimlessly poked around the internet. It's really hard to get motivated to do anything when you are tired and in pain and in order to make the pain go away you take medicine that makes you not really capable of doing anything but lying around and all of that combined means your attention span is like, five minutes, max. 

But that's not even the worst part. The worst part is the insomnia. Ugh. So then you're exhausted and loopy and awake and it just sucks big hairy donkey balls. 

I'm bored. Really, really, really bored. All the damn time. But I don't have the energy to do anything to alleviate the boredom. I'd hoped having a blog would help with that, but, well, it doesn't when I don't feel well enough or am too drugged up on painkillers to write anything coherent.

So, that's my super exciting life with cancer right now.