"And I know when things get kind of rough/you've got to keep together, keep together, keep together" - Brand New Heavies, Keep Together (Jay Kincaid Version) (Excursions)
It hurts when I do this. *ow* And by this, I mean pretty much anything that involves my chest cavity expanding, contracting, turning or anything else. It hurts when I sit. It hurts when I stand. It hurts when I lay down. And then, sometimes, I get this sensation of cold in the lower left portion of my back for no good reason. The muscle is so tight right there that my diaphragm appears to have trouble collecting air and so every once in a while, I unexpectedly take a deep breath.
Plus, I have the belches and a little bit gas in the digestive track. During Monday morning Taebo I either ruptured a disc, pinched a nerve or I'm dying. Hopefully the doctor will know more tomorrow.
Speaking of death, can we just say Fuck Cancer?
Go on a vacation, Cancer, I need a break. In the past 18 months, I've been left with the visions of a 75 year old man I love cry for his father; a 29 year old woman I love do the same and, now, as of yesterday, a 9 year old girl who has lost both of her parents to the disease before she's even lived a decade.
Man, Cancer, quit taking our shit and leaving us with loss. For at least a minute so I can get over some of this.
In the Goat ass.*
*Thanks for that Courtney