Why? Why ask why?

   So, day 9 of 35. That's, umm, (9 goes into 3 no times so then 9 goes into 35 3 times with a remainder of 8). I'm uhh, a little over 25% done with radiation. 
   

Right now I'm sitting in room 27 on the second floor at Kirkland Cancer Center receiving fluids. My levels were low yesterday. How low? Umm, they gave me 2 liters of saline, I didn't have to get up and go pee the whole time. 
   And while I'm hooked up, well today I'm looking for some type of results from hemp field trials. They are hard to find. (Read that as dang near impossible to find).
    Getting 2 liters of fluid today, I had to get up and go pee twice. That's better than not peeing, right?
   That's a rhetorical question. I know it's good. 
   As for today's title, someone asked why I was writing this stuff. I'm writing it so I can read later on and find out what I was thinking. I've never seen a blog written day by day about this. I'm not even sure I've seen one written week by week as some ones going through treatment. 
   I'm not telling EVERY detail of my life. There's some of the stuff you don't want to hear about. I don't think the nurse wanted to hear about it. But if she didn't hear about it, then my medicine wouldn't get changed.
   If you know what the C in OIC stands for, just know there is  C that can come from Chemo. And when C crosses with C, it can get painful. 
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