A few days have slipped away again.
Second chemo last Thursday...out of it Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday.
Tuesday I was weak but managed to stay awake most of the day.
Made it to work for half a day today.
The thing that is different is all the crying. It comes out of nowhere...often and I don't like it one little bit.
I don't understand why this is happening.
I can't believe this is happening.
I don't want this to be happening.
I can't stop this from happening.
My sister says that these emotions are natural, it's part of the roller coaster ride. I'm afraid this ride will fling me so violently that I will lose my Christie-ness. What will be left when the ride stops and I finally get off? I can't even imagine.
