Dinner was once again an almost automatic affair. Stab food with utensil, pick up, place into mouth, chew, swallow. Tonight that process was repeated over and over again for the nauseating sum total of three pieces of roast turkey, rice pilaf with vegetables, broccoli, peaches, a bowl of chicken noodle soup, and oatmeal cookies. It’s not Thanksgiving, but nice try.
Received some pretty unfortunate news regarding my treatment trajectory, as aforementioned. Not sure what to do from here but curl up in bed and wish away my troubles while the oscars okay in the background and stars smile and pose for the camera and fat rolls of cash. Goodnight. Much love.