I'd be lying if I said I wasn't anxious or worried. Every time I stop to really think about it, those blasted tears threaten to make my nose run. Hate that.
But aside from what's going on in my head, it's a perfect beautiful Carolina day. The sun is shining and the leaves are starting to turn beautiful colors. My son is on his way home to spend the week with me. My dog is napping next to my feet and soothing music is playing. There are chocolate cookies here on my desk and a glass of milk. I'm happy. Until I start thinking...
I try to remember that the hard part is behind me. I've heard from breast cancer survivors and doctors alike that chemo is way harder than the mastectomy. They darn well better be right....
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