I have Lyme. I’d like to not have it anymore. I also just want cake.
Journaling. How many have I started? That’s not important. I’m committed this time (like all the other times). But this time I get to add cool pictures and stuff so it will be fun. Anyways. I sit here, feeling nausea from staring at a computer screen (or is it the Septra, the Mepron, Artemisinin and the Enula I took this morning?), which happens far too quickly, I mean like 20 minutes in. I’m thinking about my upcoming antibiotic infusions I will be doing tonight. I feel like so much has happened in the past year that would have made great blog material… like, really riveting stuff. But now I’m on the tail-end of my treatment with a brain so washed out it’s all been a blur. I get easily side-tracked. Back to my infusions tonight. They will be hard. I may throw-up. It’s difficult to describe the experience. It’s been brand-new territory for me. Growing territory. Hold on…
Ok back with Promethazine in my stomach. Changing gears, what are first posts supposed to be about anyways?
Hi, this is the start of the documentation of my life. Stay tuned for updates.