Taxol. My bones. My knees My toes. My belly grows. The last treatment has got me in a loop. I can feel my skin with every touch. My knees ache while I make an effort to sleep. I feel my ankles, a straining feeling like over use. My neck, my back, my butt. I can feel my fingertips, the skin stretching around my fingers, tightening. My fingers are numbed, my scars feel the strain and stretch. Stabbings and pin pricks. I have gained ten pounds since beginning this new treatment and my stomach is protruding out while suffering from bloat. Food has been a comfort. I want to quit the starch and dairy, but it’s the only thing that makes me feel… well, comfort. My body hurts, I feel exhausted, but I can’t sleep. The drugs prescribed exhaust me more than sooth, nodding out while I type. Norco, muscle relaxers, ib profrin, thc nothing is more comforting then mac and cheese. Headaches. Knees. Toes. Belly grows.
