Everyone has moved on.... accept maybe not me so much. I read my post from last year. I sat here, at my computer, and cried. Those memories, scars really, are still so fresh. Reading how I felt brings all those emotions back to the surface. It feels like putting salt on an open wound. It's painful.
At my last doctor's appointment - I told him that I still didn't believe I have/had cancer. I think someone made a big mistake. (In psycho babble this is called denial) He looked at me and just smiled. Sooooo.... what exactly does that smile mean?
Anyway - HOORAY for me! One rough, tough, difficult year bites the dust. However, I will never truly celebrate success until this rotten, crappy, evil, life destroying cancer is cured.
THEN we will party!!
Minutes before surgery - July 20, 2012 |
Seriously we are on the same exact day! XOXOXO
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