Life is insane, but it's life, so whadaya expect?
I'm in the hospital again. v___v Seizures and shakes and stutters and it's officially taken me about 9 minutes to write what I have so far. My gosh, this sucks. I want to go home, and I don't want to sound like a retard anymore (because no matter what Sunpotato says, I sound like a freakin retard. But it's okay. It's okay as long as it isn't permanent) and I want this pain to stop. And I want this lonliness to stop. And I want your idiocy to stop. Yeah, that would be really nice.
You know what else would be awesome? If people would stop telling me that I'm dying. I know I am, I don't need to be reminded every five minutes. I know I'm not getting better. I know I keep getting worse. I know I'm BSing everyone I love about that. I know that the IV chemo we've been doing is a bust, and that the chances of the IVIG working are slim to none. But.. for some reason, I can't resign myself to what the doctors are saying. So, we'll try the IVIG. And we'll pray that I happen to be slim.
So.. wish me luck. Wish me lots of luck.
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