It's been a crazy week. Gigging, including 2 tv shows. Today's show was interesting, as I breathed in to perform, my back seized up. I think it's overcompensating for my lacking lung power from this stupid plague. I think I made it to the end ok, though.
Heard from my love, Champagne Joy, that her cancer has come back, after 3 years on tamoxifen with all of the horrendous side effects. I'm so angry. At the medical community. At the pharmaceutical community. These pills torture us, and then she comes back with Stage 4 metastatic which spread to her axilla, liver and bones. I mean, what the FUCK??? How do you even wrap your brain around that shit? A rarity - I'm speechless. All I can do is send love.
Deliriously tired on this gorgeous day. The sun is shining like mad. And all I want to do is lay down and sleep... but... a) my hair and makeup look amazing from the gig b) hubby is on his way home from his gig c) I haven't seen the sun like this in months. So, I'm enjoying the coffee that I had abandoned earlier this morning and am going to try and power through.
Because I'm alive today. Who knows if I'll wake up tomorrow. I need to breathe in the universe. Hopefully my back won't spasm again!
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