My cancer center visit was a total shit show, for reasons I don’t want to get into right now.
It doesn’t appear that my treatment is working.
I’m waiting to find out where we go from here.
I just took two, yes two, Xanax, and I may have to tell Keto to kiss my ass and eat all the carbs tonight. After all, I might be dead in a couple of years, so what does it matter?