Spent...

I'm so tired, exhausted, battered, drained, fed up, sickened, sad, bored, pissy, and grateful. It has finally caught up to me. I'm so done with this sickness. But you can't pack up this thing called Leukemia and send it off. You have to fight and fight and fight.

I realized this as we headed to the hospital and got within an exit of it. I got pyhsically sick to my stomache. I'm going to have to see a doctor soon or I won't be any good to anyone. How unfair that I should have the gull to say I'm not feeling good. I'm so sorry. I'm spent...