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I woke this morning to extreme pain. It lasted for five hours before I could get up and do anything. Is this withdrawal from the narcotics they gave me in the hospital? I told them I wanted none of that, but one nurse persuaded me to try it after days of pain, so the gig was up for me. I wanted it all the time. Then, on the last night, they suddenly cut me off and quit answering my call button. One nurse wrote me off as a whiny fat woman even as I was bleeding and crying. She gave me a 4x gown that kept falling off me. I wrapped around me twice. The normal size had been fitting me, so this was a message. When I started thinking again, I had so much resentment, that I hoped the worst of them would feel that same pain and receive the same response.
The last time a hospital gave me narcotics, it took ten days to get off of five days use. I spent that time at home weeping and moaning until it passed out of my system. I was on this stuff for seven days. December 12th can't come soon enough.
This explains why I am eating nothing today. Pain neutralizes hunger. I managed to get coffee made this morning, so I'm having that. Somewhere I heard that keeping carbs below 5 grams, proteins below 20 grams, and calories below five hundred mimicks fasting. Fasting helps a lot of conditions. In particular, it starves cancer before healthy cells can feel the pinch.
Cancer may be affecting my brain, so I am keeping this diary. The hospice nurse explained this to me, and warned that people needed to watch me. Sometimes, I can't remember where I have heard something, but I'm hanging onto keto, because a lot of my favorite doctors online have mentioned that fasting kills cancer.
Diet Calendar Entry for 01 December 2018:
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445 kcal
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Fat: 48.09g | Prot: 0.57g | Carb: 0.00g.
Lunch: Central Market Unsalted Butter European Style, Water, Coffee (Brewed From Grounds). more...
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