Two days ago I couldn't stay awake for more than 4 hours at a time. If you think about it, it's kind of hilarious. I'm like a child sometimes. Yesterday I did high doses of curcumin, piperine and then followed it up with a sulforaphane drink. There's a picture below of the concoction in process. I wasn't able to finish it all, but I didn't throw up so that's progress! I took a big gulp again this morning, and almost lost it. I've saved the final gulp to finish later today or tomorrow morning. My stomach is in complete knots. The only thing I can handle right now is hot tea. I'm okay with that though. The whole point is to keep the drink down, so who cares if it makes me sick, as long as I don't barf.
A few minutes ago, through the pouring rain, I jogged the lake. I needed a challenge. I've been so damn tired, and for a second, I started to feel a little better. Seizing the moment, I tossed on some running shoes and a hat, snagged Emma's leash, and took off around Green Lake. Oddly, my stomach loosened up as I ran. The rain was refreshing, and reminded me of how fortunate I am to be able to run again. I thought about the long journey after the brain surgeries. This brain tumor is just going to be a chapter in my life, not the whole story.
