3 weeks later we finally reach the “one more day”… I’m still not sure how I feel about that. I know it’s not good. It’s emotional, exhausting, scary, feelings of lack of control, and maybe a little desperation. However, THERE IS NOTHING I CAN DO, therefore I just have to accept it. Too bad my brain refuses to go along.
One more day until I walk into the hospital and the surgeon lobs off a boob. Fun times. Really the boob, or lack of as of Friday morning, is not the issue. The issue is that this is the first physical step of the cancer being real, the first visible consequence. I won’t have a choice but to accept it. Although who wants to…
Right now I just want this done because being positive has become increasingly difficult. Luckily I have amazing friends and family who are trying their hardest to help. Today I was grateful to be able to ride again with Madison, Dan, my sister Michelle and Jen. We hacked through the beautifully peaceful forest.
Later we went to our favourite Mexican restaurant again!
Although I’m completely exhausted I am looking forward to my last run with Tara tomorrow!
For now, I have one more day of what my life currently looks like. Much more to come on the after…