Radiotherapy starts this week!
Bring it on!
Other things too, realisations more to the point, driving me insane.
Nothing seems as much fun as it was before, and what's the point if its not fun?
Yes, I'm in huge self-pity mode and that's no fun either, cos I feel angry and then guilty that I'm angry and it sucks.
I've been looking for a quote from Macbeth for ages and I've finally come across it, at first I thought I was thinking of the "Out, out Damned Spot!" Speech but I found it today.

"Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing." Macbeth. Act V. Scene V.