Busy. Gotta keep busy so my mind stops trying to control my emotions. I am so thankful I have the energy to tend my garden for there is where I find peace.
I have completed treatment #8. I am halfway through the year and halfway through my treatments. 8 more to go. 6 more months. Seems like once again the light at the end of this tunnel is so dim I can hardly see it.
Next up is my appointment with my reconstructive surgeon. I am hoping my blood counts are good and we can schedule my surgery. Maybe that’s why I feel depressed. Emotional. I feel like raggedy Anne married the bride of Frankenstein and not the least bit sexy. Sexy? How can I feel sexy with no eyebrows, hardly any eyelashes and stripped of my hair. My emotions are really screwing with me. I am trying to make the best of this journey but sometimes I feel defeated. 😞 I think I need a break from life. No. I need emotional rescue.
Is there nothing I can say, nothing I can do? I’ll be your savior steadfast and true. I’ll be your knight in shining armor coming to your emotional rescue. 🎼
You are strong & beautiful and you are almost through the tunnel.
Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it’s all right
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