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Feb. 8th, 2009 @ 11:06 pm
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I took half an Ambien about twenty minutes ago, so I should go to bed. If I don't I might eat, drink, or drive and never remember it the next day. Only kidding, I haven't driven. But Lordy I have eaten and I did drink.
What happens is after I've taken the Ambien, I wanderr into the family room and begin to watch inane television shows that I have dvr'd - such real classics as Underdog to Wonderdog, or another prize winner, Hell's Kitchen. Oh, Oh, and when I really get nuts, I'll dvr American's Top Model and watch the Biggest Loser at the same time, allowing myself to see anorexia and malignant over-eating together. Some times I doze off and wake up and I am ravenous. One night I ate 12 cookies and drank a beer. I hate cookies and I'm not real fond of beer. Last night I ate a bag of popcorn. Dear Lord.
After I finish this latest chapter of True Confessions, I think I will get in my bed and start my book. I don't do this crazy eating much, but enough to have gained back the 27lbs I lost during chemo....not the best diet to go on.
I know I'm lucky to be alive, but chemo and cancer suck: a. My hair did NOT come back as pretty as it was b. I can't drink Diet Coke or Pepsi because it STILL tastes like nails c. Meat STILL tastes like dog-poop d. My implant seems to be wandering to the left. e. I still don't sleep worth a shit - even with AmbiaN F. I wish someone would come and buy this house.
WHINE, WHINE, WHINE, WHINE..........but I think I might feel better.
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February 10th, 2009 01:22 pm (UTC) |
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Whining
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You want some cheese with that whine? We're all entitled to a whine moment! Take care! JessMess
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