It’s funny, when you are given bad news, but, the possibly is there that it could be even worse, your mind tends to focus on that worst possible outcome. When you get the worst news, you can relax, thinking that at least you don’t have to worry that it could be even more horrible. I’m finding that I am less obsessed with the bad of this situation than I was when I was just thinking that this was just a simple re-occurrence BUT there was a possibility of metastasis.
I’m also finding that it easy to let go of it and just go about my business as if everything was normal. Heck, I can even float the possibility that maybe the bone biopsy will show nothing bad. Of course my chest and stomach are telling me otherwise. Stupid chest and stomach!
So our little treat for today is to take the canoe out on the creek this afternoon. Since my cousin, the marine, is coming, I’ll let the men paddle and I’ll sit in the middle with the little dogs and enjoy the scenery. We haven’t taken Mattie on the water yet (Rosie is an old sea dog already) so hopefully she will find it interesting and not terrifying.
Jean, who enjoyed a simple day of laundry, paperwork and basement organizing (or attempt thereof)
Jean,
ReplyDeleteIsn't there an alligator in the creek anymore? I am thinking your little dogs would make him hungry!!! Not to mention YOU!
If the alligator is NOT an issue, then what a fun way to divert yourself for awhile on a beautiful weekend.
Hang in there dear, Love you, Becky