I know. Chemo is the giver of life, but I hate it. It is scary, makes me so tired, ruins an entire month and (worst of all) it makes me remember that I am saddled with cancer: the taker of life.
One day, it will kill me. I pretend that this is not true, but I'm not a fool. I may just decide to sit in the house and sulk tomorrow. Well.. that's what I want to do but…
My itchiness for life won't let me. I gotta scratch it.
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