🗣 📢 IT'S FINALLY #Bday4Liza SO HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!
given it’s my first surviving cancer and a pandemic, am spending it in the exotic landscape of Bellevue hospital waiting to get a friggin’ #COVID19 booster shot.
i was told i was gonna hit a wall of fatigue sometime after the 2nd or 3rd week after finishing treatment. am glad to be alive and on my way to recovery but this sucks ass.
we need #UBI as part of health care. nobody should have to be precariously unemployed during a situation like this.
anybody having to go to a job during or after #cancer treatment is lying if they say they can handle it.
this is not bullshit. to be forced to work thru a #health crisis is eugenics.
IN OTHER NEWS
i have only a handful of radiation sessions left for my nuclear boob. can't wait to be done. after this, it's immunotherapy once a month until next spring.
am kicking cancer in the ass and taking names. 💪🏾 🥳 👍🏾
so, i think this is my first #bloomscrolling post! i walk under this tree when i go to #radiation for my nuclear boob and i was wondering, is this a cherry blossom tree? it's one of my favorite trees in my neighborhood. i consider its flowers the official signs of spring. i took this with the phone. need to undust my camera for better shots of my sliver of nooyawk.
so am using a cane these days after being unable to walk a few steps w/o fatigue or vertigo. am happy as it's what i need to get better from #cancer.
but the excitement of walking to my new oncologist's office, which is at a subway entrance, was squashed by Hochul deploying armed Nat'l Guards in our subways. that means cops are everywhere in the area.
cops kill the disabled at alarming rates. am now a disabled BIPoC.
am half bald, lost most of my eyebrows, have no eyelashes left, am about 40 lbs overweight and paler than death but i did it, AM DONE WITH #CHEMO AND I GOT TO RING THAT FUCKING BELL!!!
next up: radiation and a year of immunotherapy. but for now am greatful. it could have been worse after landing in the emergency room TWICE, once for #COVID19, the other for a blood clot that also had me a week in the hospital.
i rang that bell with my sons, and i got to say with my whole chest, #fuckCancer.
LMAO i just caught myself writing "good morn'" but it's almost 3pm. that's what happens after 3 days of forcing myself to sleep to heal from a hell of week of surgery and #chemo.