So I'm just writing this to let you all know that after this whole brain cancer fiasco, I at least get a taste of what it's like to have superpowers. Now some of you may say that I don't really have superpowers, but that it's just from the massive doses of radiation I received to kill the unrelenting growth of killer cells in my brain, but you see, I don't see it that way. Just as the Fantastic Four were dosed with extremely high radiation in outer space, I was dosed with extremely high radiation (unfortunately, though, here on earth). Though they got cool super powers like invisibility, fire and flight, I, on the other hand, get the unique ability to grow extra curly hair in the tip of my hair at the front of my head (I was hoping that I would have a gray streak of hair growing in a la Rogue in X-Men, but alas, I did not.
I am proud of my curly hair. Like a tattoo, it's a sign of what I've been through. I just lost my list of comparisons. Actually I never really had one (I really have no idea why that was the first comparison to spring to mind).
Nevertheless, it's been incredibly difficult to get back to 'regular life'. I say this because I never realized the difficulty that I would have just getting used to barbacking again. A few weeks ago, there was a day where I had ankle pain, knee pain, and my throat was getting soar. It was killing me (that's the thespian in me in case you're wondering). So I've been wearing a knee brace for the last few weeks because the only thing worse than throwing out your back is having crippling knee pain.
My next check up's at the end of August, so if I don't write before then, you'll definitely hear about it after.
