Really nothing doing.
Family here & I still had to be alone.
I need a hasten to this ending. One week after missing treatment, can't really eat, skin becoming inflamed.
Swelling in left foot/ankle no longer going down overnight while elevated.
Food tonight: Chicago Beef @ Carmine's. ate 1/2, brought 1/2 home. 
I didn't take pic of mine. This is my Dad eating it Wed night.
Kimberly now here. She's 21 now.
I hope she had a happy Birthday. Kathleen, too.
Please, Death, do not tarry. I do not want months of suffering.
My Brain's on fire. My Skin's on fire.
People closest to me think it is OK to treat me badly. I cannot accept things like that anymore.
I had planned on focusing on things that make me sad this week. I didn't. Who gives a fuck? No one. Grow up.
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