Rant and Rave (a little)

I just can't believe I have cancer. It's surreal, unbelievable. This can't be happening! It's like I went down the rabbit hole and I'll wake up soon to find I've got my life back. It isn't fair that I have cancer. I have done a pretty good job of trying to stay healthy... at least in the last 20 years or so. Why? Why? Why?

Phew! Ok, got that out of my system. Enough whining; back to fighting the good fight. Chemo tomorrow! Gotta be ready. My darling lifelong friend Anne is taking me.

Hopewell

Went to a Breast Cancer Support Group at the Hopewell Center for Cancer Support the other night. What with all the docs appointments, treatments and the labor- and energy-intensive foster child, I hadn't had a chance to go before this. It was a good group. A nice mix of personalities, socio-economic groups and diagnoses. Of course, everyone there had breast cancer, but each of us has had a different experience. The talking was very therapeutic and I learned a few things. I think I'll indulge myself a little and go back again in two weeks when they meet again.

It would be nice if we all could support each other through life like I get supported through cancer. Even though I'm facing down a deadly disease, the people who care for me, and those who care about me, have made some of this time wonderful. The love I receive feels like I just lay down in a cool stream on a hot, dry day. Just living (without cancer) is a very hard thing sometimes. We should be nicer to everyone, all the time. Especially strangers. And people driving their cars. And the doofus neighbor who never cuts their grass.