So the day my mom found out she had cancer was a hot day in July. Remember it completely. And she was dead 6 months later. Really starting to loose it. I know I shouldn't panic until I have a "reason" to. But isn't having a mammogram and biopsy sort of reason enough? I mean, they don't do those things on a whim or for no reason. And 6 months is before Christmas!! I'm taking deep breaths as if I'm in Lamaze class and it is keeping the diarrhea away (at least so far) but I'm not really in a good place right now. I hear Allison Janney as Peach the Starfish in Finding Nemo screaming "Find your happy place, find your happy place, FIND YOUR HAPPY PLACE!"
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