I have started a number of posts attempting to describe where my head’s at these days but I get bored with them after the second paragraph.
They tell me cancer takes over your life. They’re not wrong but it doesn’t mean I want to talk about it. It’s just so boring.
Yet, it’s everywhere, impacts everything.
I’ll just say the chemo drugs and my body are not getting along. I have mysterious fevers and blood work indicating I’m fighting an inflammation of some kind but they can’t find a source.
Until those inflammation indicators come down chemotherapy has been deferred which means cancer has been given a reprieve which is depressing.
Unfortunately the high fevers are exhausting. I sleep a lot. I’m spacey a lot. I read a lot of poetry.
I find my writing a bit banal. I’m never happy with it. It seems off in some way. Sometimes I think I try too hard.
So I just read more and sleep more.
That’s where my head’s at.