Hey all,
Went down to westmead, was anxious b4 we even got there, kinda teared up in the car, but got thru it all without a breakdown. ALL GOOD, got bloody poked and proded; contrasts in both arms. One for CT and one for MRI. The MRI nurse chicky came to me and said, I was looking thru your bag (X-ray bag) and wow I can't beleive the ordeal you've had. Indeed I did agree!
I was really tired once we got home, so I snoozed. After dinner, Trav and I had the biggest arguement, he told me nobody, especially him can do anything right, he said: i'm over the way you treat me, and over the way you treat the kids. Ask anyone - Well then i just burst into tears (crying while i'm writting this). I can't c what i'm doing?! I can't c that i'm treating anyone any differently. I then started to question my self, am I really being that much of a bitch?! I dunno! Just when I'm thinking everything is starting to get back to normal... i'm soooo over this whole cancer/brain tumour thing. SO over it! :`(
Am gonna go play some games
Love KAS