The things you learn...

Cancer taught me a new word:

disgusia,

which means, roughly, the state of being where you can't eat anything because nothing sounds good.

Fortunately, the month of July is National Ice Cream Month, and ice cream is one of the few things I'm not disgused about. Although, to be honest, I don't give a da(r)n about whether it's ice cream's month or not.

Update

I have my third round of chemo today.

It's hard to update when I want to stay positive, because "I feel horrible most of the time" doesn't sound very positive, amiright?

Adam keeps saying "it's all going to turn out fine." When he says it I believe him.

Just put my head down and keep going, yes?