Cisplatin and navelbine are kicking my ass--via my guts.
As usual, the body being sick kicks the brain into overdrive.
My head is spinning. I don't know how to carry on my 'normal' life feeling this shitty.
I don't know how to say 'enough already' when I have a little girl begging me to stay.
I don't know how to deal with a spouse having his own medical issues.
I need help, but there is no one is this bucket of crap with me. I feel alone with no one to turn to.
I read the happy stories of cancer patients surrounded by support and I get angry. Where is my support? Why do I have to do this alone?
Pity, party of one...
