Black or white
It's never just black and white, if I allow my mind to wandet there will always be a question, how different might it all have been if I had, had regular mammagrams? I feel like I betrayed my body not the other way around, I didn't take care of it by having regular check ups, denial isn't good medicine and I wouldn't advise anyone to follow my road. Fear is full in my face daily and I am not sure how best to deal with it. Today I made myself go to a crochet meeting at the library and met some new people. Julie and I then went out for lunch something we haven't done for a while, it was good to feel like i was getting back to some normality.

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