Right when I wake up, I'm smiling from ear to ear. Memories of the night prior flood my mind, making my heart nearly pound out of my chest. I can still feel his lips on mine… those strong hands grabbing my waist dominantly.
I have to stop my brain before it goes too far. I stretch out my arms, hoping my sleepiness fades away soon.
Suddenly, my stomach turns and I rush to the bathroom to empty its contents. I groan, collapsing to the floor beside the toilet. Ever since I started taking those chemo pills, my stomach has been relentless.
I close my eyes and try to calm the nausea, realizing I can't stay on the bathroom floor all day.
A few weeks ago, I decided to try and fight for my life instead of watching it pass me by. I agreed to take the chemo pills that Doctor Adams recommende
