I’m trying to be all zen and all about it, and live each day to the fullest so that no matter what I have no regrets, but really?
It sucked that I got cancer once, and it sucks that I might have it again.
And it REALLY sucks that my friends Sarah and Judy and Frances and Stella and Sheri and Susan R and Lorri and Mary Beth and Jenster and Angela and Aimee and Hedgie and Jen and Jen and Andrea and KT and Lisa and Manda and so many, many others have had to fight it too.
It’s just so … useless.
Today, it makes me angry. Mad beyond words, and not at all confident that we are even the last to fight this horrible, horrible disease, or set of diseases that today we call cancer.