Today I woke up nauseated & fatigued. I stayed in my pjs all day. I swear I'm an adult ;)
I was productive though! I knit. Life lesson according to grandma. I'm easily distracted, due to shitty attention span.
Treatment has totally kicked my ass, & the thought of chemo again tomorrow has resulted in many shed "I don't wanna" tears. That's when I said, "Kirbie! Shut the fuck up. You walk into the clinic tomorrow in your cutest dress, & combat boots, and kick some cancer ass". Any excuse to wear my combats usually does it.
Face on dat!!! Messy hair = can't see where I'm shedding. It's clean I swear.
So my inner Martha Stewart surfaced, and I made some lamps. Potato ones of course. I dug into my potato head graveyard, & cam up with this.
Lastly I leave you with "Lack of SUNDIES". I like myself here, so might as well post em before I delete, because I'm sure I'll hate them tomorrow!
Goodnight my friends,
Xoxo
-Kirbs
