kirmy
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I finished my cancer treatment in October 2016. Had the last bit of my body sliced off, the last radiation effects worn off, chemo but a terrible memory of malaise, fear in the eyes of my beloved David...sleep shitting.....yeh.
I am back to work and still wading in a deep bone weary fatigue. My hard won muscles are soft now and I find little motivation. I walk with friends up hills and down glens but never get the feeling of exhilaration or fitness anymore. I feel tired. Deeply tired. Achingly tired, withdraw from the world tired. Sleep doesn't reach the fatigue.
I am mortal and it is a hard pill to swallow. I know time is but a lottery and I have been granted more so I want to fulfil my dreams but I'm so tired. I am taking my pills and arranging my life for optimum health but I feel like I'm swimming against the undertow, kicking and thrashing against the current that wants to pull me down.
I'm so fucking tired.
Alive
that will do for now.
I am back to work and still wading in a deep bone weary fatigue. My hard won muscles are soft now and I find little motivation. I walk with friends up hills and down glens but never get the feeling of exhilaration or fitness anymore. I feel tired. Deeply tired. Achingly tired, withdraw from the world tired. Sleep doesn't reach the fatigue.
I am mortal and it is a hard pill to swallow. I know time is but a lottery and I have been granted more so I want to fulfil my dreams but I'm so tired. I am taking my pills and arranging my life for optimum health but I feel like I'm swimming against the undertow, kicking and thrashing against the current that wants to pull me down.
I'm so fucking tired.
Alive
that will do for now.
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