I told my husband that he broke my window. My window of oppurtunity for staying asleep by being up and retless and touching me and making noise and waking me a million times. Now I can't sleep. Have taken all of the drugs I dare. The cancer kid is very ill, bleeding in her stomach. She was cauterized but it didn't hold. The chemo seems to be helping the tumors. She is in pain. I am far away. My t is away for a few weeks and cancelled our last appoint as she was ill. I feel like she is one of the only places where I can deal with the enormity and complexity of what's happening there. Just whining. Hope all else are alive and kicking. Just don't kick me okay?