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In her last two months, Alice became too exhausted, tired and afraid to understand what all this medical lingo meant. She did not have the energy to ask details from the doctors. She asked me to help her understand what's going on, advocate for her, discuss with doctors. Album: Alice in Pain This album is a journey of grief and pain I went through carrying my wife, Alice, through her hyper aggressive breast cancer that took her away from me within 6 months Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/4s7ebq... Soundcloud: @baldraven IG: @bald_raven Produced using AI tools Lyrics: The doctor talked in careful lines, Big words, long names, warning signs. I tried to follow what he said, But all the meaning blurred instead. CT scans and biopsy, Numbers written next to me. Pages filled with terms and charts, But I just felt it in my heart. Chorus: I’m too tired to listen now, Too tired to ask them how. Too tired to read each line they give, Too tired to learn how long I live. I’m too tired to listen now, Let the silence be allowed. You can hear what they explain, I don’t have the strength for pain. You sat beside me, pen in hand, Trying hard to understand. Prednisone and chemo rounds, Pleurodesis, fluid from lungs. You nodded like it all made sense, Like you were calm and confident. But later when the room went quiet, You searched the words to try to fight it. Chorus: I’m too tired to listen now, Too tired to break it down. Too tired for the doctor’s tone, Too tired to face it on my own. I’m too tired to listen now, Let the heavy words fall down. You can ask them what it means, I just need to breathe between. You’d look at me when they would speak, Eyes too heavy, body weak. So I would nod and take the lead, Pretend I understood what we’d need. After they would leave the room, With charts that spelled approaching doom, I’d ask the screen in shaking light, “Explain what’s happening to my wife.”