But I don't have anything like that. Its chemo, Baby! And that is it. I am scared. I don't want to keep telling D how scared I am because he is scared. He has to shut down a little because its just to much. It is too much to live in the future and to worry right now. I just keep hearing my Oncologist say two things, #1, " We just know your cancer is bad, real bad." #2, "That's bullshit, and cancer is curable." So, they are the opposites sides of the bar and I feel helpless. *ucking helpless. I am scared, I could cry, but D just walked by. I need to stay in the present moment and just whistle along, D's whistling right now, and let go. There is absolutely nothing I can do, so back to what Dad says, "Worrying isn't going to change a thing." Or my friend Sarah writes in a song, "Why worry, when you can pray." Worry? Because I could die from this. I could.
I think the shock is wearing off. I am in the angry stage right now. A stage that I won't be in when I am logging off of this site. Anger is not good. Okay, its past. A deep breath took it away. I am so sad. The roller coaster is a hard one. Self-indulgence is cruel, yet necessary right now.
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