Kidney disease sucks

so by the time all the crap with my bladder and hospital stays it was like spring and i was still going to the cross cancer institute on thursdays and getting chemo...vincristine and another drug that i cant remember...both i.v....so by thursday afternoons im puking so fucking violent and hard people wonder if your fucking dying...i mean when it comes to puking or vomiting ive never had a problem with it...fuck, some people, even friends of mine, are scared to do it...can you believe that? scared!...whatever...and with my vast experiences with puking  ive realized theres basically two kinds...theres the standard ive got the flu and whats in my stomach my body hates and wants out so you get rid of it almost nicely...then theres medication induced puking, which is a whole different fucking beast altogether....your body absolutley hates and doesnt want anything to do with the drug....you start by expelling everything from your stomach and this keeps up for days...stomach constantly squeezing itself as hard and as tight as it can, wringing out every last drop of disgusting greenish yellow bile...all while you lay weak as shit on the couch with fucking every fast food fucking commercial blaring out of the fucking tv teasing you with ads of the best food in the world...this is the life of a cancer patient...well 70% of it...
In the next few months that passed i finished chemo and was starting to try and live as normal life as possible...hair was growing back, i was pissing every 2 hours but hey its better than a fucking bag and tubes up yer johnson...oh and every once in a while id piss out some pretty mean sized blood clots...those were fucked...i mean when something the size of a bluberry wants to come out of your body thru your urethra its gonna come out...and it dont feel like no holiday...it plain old sucks ass