Managing pain. Worst managerial job ever. Not able to eat much. Been given a schedule of painkiller cocktails, and a scrip for digestive enzymes, which I will need in order to eat, since the tumor seems to be preventing my pancreas from producing them. At one point taking 160 mg of Oxycodone a day. We call it the Rush Limbaugh. I have no idea how he did his radio show on this stuff. Anxious for chemo to start.

I wish I could get over-the-counter chemo at Walgreen’s. Alas, it’s all Snuggies and Sham-Wow’s.