My bestie doesn’t have cancer! Thank Lordt.
Unfortunately, I still do, and I’m sick af. Seriously miserable. Didn’t get to sleep until about 4. Up at 10. Terrible acid reflux. Nauseated like whoa. Exhausted.
Just put me out of my fucking misery and be done with it.
I’m going to the cancer center at 1:30. I plan to complain until they prescribe something new to help me. This is ridiculous. This is not living.