Disturbed sleep again. Woke up to vague, half-remembered dream frights.
My mind immediately supplied the answer to why I'm this way. I am
getting better, very, very slowly. So why all this debilitation? Because
I'm not on opiates anymore. It took me almost two months to wean myself
off them. I don't need them anymore, because the devastating pain from
the tumor isn't there. But these other pains, the cramps, the disturbed
sleep, the intense, debilitating fatigue, they've always been there. The
opiates kept them masked. Now they're out in the open. Now they are a
misery. Cancer really is a curse, a harm that keeps on taking even after
it begins to die. My tumor is mostly or completely dead at the moment,
but its ghost lingers on, vindictive, capricious, hateful, trying its
best to get me dead.
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