Day 1 the doctor found a lump in my right breast. Day 1 was a lot of uncontrollable scared sobbing. Day 2 I'm in a happy bubble living the way I did before: as if all was well as if nothing bad could happen. I'm at a Starbucks in downtown Manhattan before I head into a meeting with a design agency working on a site redesign. I'm one of 2 people representing the needs of a respected fashion firm. I'm finally important. I'm going to work it. I'm going to ignore the constant thoughts about cancer seeping into other parts of my body. What's that pain? Cancer. My throat hurts: cancer. My elbow aches: cancer. I'll drink my coffee and ignore it. Day 8 is the mammogram.
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