The Universe tests everything and I am not immune to that, as enlightened as **I think** (lol) I may be.

I've been struggling to get comfortable in bed when it is time for bed. My right ear has an open wound that has been sticking to my pillow, the left side of my upper-body has an open wound that does the same. Laying on my back is an option, but I like to give it a break as I am in that position all day from being bedridden. I need to be careful with how I position my feet so I do not bang the 7cm diameter tumor on anything.

Life is interesting.

As I stared into the mirror to wash my face this morning, I thought: "I look like hell... heh."

The cetuximab treatment has really taken a toll on my face, scalp, neck, and chest. All areas I was proud of keeping healed throughout these 43 years.

But still, I thank God. I'm here and have a lot of people around me who love me greatly. [I'm a blessed man](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UiuB72na5mw).