I got the results of my biopsy and they are positive. Crap. Double crap. But I knew it. I knew it when I had to go back in for the second set of mammograms. I knew it when they said I needed the biopsy. And I knew it when they took 15 samples. So now I have to deal with it. I go in on Tuesday for the initial appointment and we'll figure out what my options are.
But man, go pick on someone else. Me and my family have been though enough over the past year. I'm sick of it. Totally sick of feeling like I'm being beaten down and having to struggle to get up again. But I keep doing it because that's what I have to do. But really - leave us alone now.
And I met this guy this weekend, but right now I can't even think that something might happen. I can't worry about that on top of everything else.
Crap.
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