Remember how I said at least the rash wasn’t on my face? Yeah, guess what I woke up to this morning?
My left eyelid is so swollen, it’s like I installed an awning over my eye. I’m fresh out of big girl panties and have scheduled the rest of the day to feel sorry for myself.
I WAS SUPPOSED TO HAVE TIME OFF FROM THIS CRAP!
Since I’m not supposed to be in water (shower or bath) for more than 5 mins a day and that means ice baths are out, I’m going to need someone to manufacture a body suit with gel insides that you store in the freezer. This swapping out a zillion different ice packs all day long is getting old fast. I literally have to sleep on ice to keep my skin temp down.
Cancer treatment is not for the weak… or the superficial as it turns out. I now have steroid acne all over my forehead. And at LEAST three more weeks on the dexamethasone.
Sorry for readers with more delicate sensibilities, but I’m claiming ‘roid rage:
When this is over, that motherfucking brain tumor better be the size of damn pea.