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.

Friday, March 25, 2005

Must eat more

I've started recording what I'm actually eating. First off, I'm not eating nearly as much as I believed. No wonder I've lost another two pounds. I'm also not eating enough fruit, green and deep-yellow colored vegetables, and I should cool it with the baking. I have to focus a lot on my immune system since it's not unusual for chemo patients to get pneumonia.

Based on my reading, the tumor recurrence could be attributed to anything from genetics to the amount of chlorine and fluoride in my drinking water; death by tap water. I'm also not getting enough sleep, but not just any sleep. I should be in total darkness (literally) for up to 9 1/2 hours every night to get the proper amount of rest. The fact that I've been a recovering insomniac since I was 11-years-old tells me I'm on borrowed time.

I do feel like I'm running out of time. For what, I have no idea. That's a lie, I have some idea. But like Tom Waits wrote: "I'm standing at the station, but I can't get on the train."


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