The Last Ride

Chemo over the weekend is convenient for work. Inconvenient for family. Carmelo and the kids have no mommy for the weekend, then before you know it I am a blur for 5 days before they get 2 days with me again. I need Jason better. I need to start rebuilding our life. For now I am on the train, on my way to one hospital, so I can take an ambulance to another and deal with new people, and protocol and bullshit. Fight with Jason or stress over keeping him calm. Team no sleep, Team No eat. Team saggy ass and hair falling out. This is life until the end. This disease is a muthafucka I tell you.