I spent the last week in tv production. I can't fully explain the torture. I make it as fun as I can, and I love the end result (being on tv), and I do this show every year - but damn.
Got home late Saturday after the taping and have not fully been able to sleep, despite my lack of sleep for a week. My brain is racing, I'm still "learning" music. I'm still going over shit in my head. But, it's over. It airs Sunday. I should be able to turn it off.
Went to acupuncture today. Every point made a point. Sometimes I don't feel them, today? Electric. I felt as if this grey film was lifted from my entire being. I'm not "better" yet, but am a few steps closer to it. I am having quite a time trying to not be a bitch. Trying to not eat sweets. Trying to be the real me.
I'm doing my best - which kind of sucks at the moment. But it's my best. Tomorrow it will be better.
Oncology appointment tomorrow. I'm sure she'll be pleased with my weight and what not. Will discuss bone scan further. Will inform her of the new super supplements I'm taking to combat old lady bones. Hopefully, will schedule a scan in another few months.
I think I was supposed to have a blood draw for my regular doc, like, in the summer. I guess I should call her. I'm SO tired of docs and needles. Except the acupuncture ones. Though today, I cringed at each one, knowing I'd feel them. But, what relief.
Hey, Cancer. Fuck you. Your novelty has long worn off. However, the "girls" looked pretty spectacular in my dress for the show. As long as I strap 'em down tight, it ain't so bad. But I still miss having 2 actual breasts. Oh well. Could be worse - at least my head is still somewhat attached!
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