Not a good post to read
I don't have much good to say today. I don't suggest you read what follows. . . . . . . . . . . I really do mean it. . . . . . . . . I went to the doctor today to get the last part of the puzzle of my cancer. I am a complete mess. I am trying to think of positives - I need some positives. My breast cancer is triple negative. Along with the grade III, poorly differentiated cells and aggressive nature of my cancer, I am losing hope for a good outcome (ie a cure). Tamoxifen will not help me. I was so hoping that it would be estrogen positive cos everyone I know who has had tamoxifen has done well. I have to set my sights lower. Heck, I'll be happy if I am in any shape to make it through next Christmas. It will be a miracle if I am still around in five years, let alone still around and healthy. Every box that can be ticked for a bad outcome is ticked on my pathology report. How much more of this can I take? I have serapax to try to calm me down but I am not game to ...
I don't know, is it one of those things they put in Chekov's ear in the Wrath of Khan, but in a calf????
ReplyDeleteLordy woman you ride a bike with those things, haven't you seen it before???
ReplyDeleteA calf?
ReplyDeleteIt's a mega-ginormous calf, known as what happens after three weeks of physio and three weeks of walking around Europe, including LOTS of stairs 8-)
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