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uncomfortable

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Last night was bazaar.  I was hearing things and seeing and sensing things that I'm pretty sure werent there.  I felt like I was going crazy.  I felt like I needed to shed my skin like a snake.   So I cut my arm and it brought me back to reality.  I still have that want-out-of-my-skin feeling though.

I'm getting a tube placed tomorrow.  Mixed feelings about that.

And Grandpa decided to chew me out when I got home over how much food I had been eating on my break from treatment.  He just doesnt get its not a matter of will power.