Kevin's Dead Cat

After surgery sliced off an entire tumor and 1/3 of my tongue, plus six weeks of radiation therapy, I've been re-learning how to eat, drink, and talk with my newly re-constructed tongue and coping with side effects. But the cancer came back and I don't know what's going to happen next.

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Location: Los Angeles, California, United States

I don't want life to imitate art. I want life to be art.

Wednesday, October 27, 2004

Making plans

The good news is that I'm no longer anxious for when the side-effects will kick in. The bad news is they've kicked in.

I'm sleeping well at night. But no interesting dreams so far. And I have pretty vivid ones. I need afternoon naps now, just like in nursery school (college, too, come to think of it). I'm not so much asleep as catatonic.

I think a lot about the holidays coming up. I'm thinking about leaving town, getting away from everything as soon as radiation treatments are over. I have family in Hawaii. Christmas on the beach sounds kinda nice, although I would have to stay in the shade with 45 billion SPF sunblock. It's been a while since I've gone bikini shopping.


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