Some days are better than other days. It just seems that all I do is think about Lumpy. I don’t just have Breast Cancer…Cancer has invaded every single aspect of my life. And I’m tired of it!
Some days I just get tired. Tired of thinking about Lumpy, explaining Lumpy, dealing with Lumpy.
Some days I’m energized. I feel on fire to tell people, and to encourage all women to get tested.
Some days I just want to curl into a ball and hide under my covers.
Some days I just want to sit quietly in the sun and sip some wine and read a romance novel.
Some days I want to ride my bike for miles and miles!
Some days I dread having to talk to anyone about Lumpy.
Basically, some days with Cancer are like some days without Cancer. Some days are good and some days are not-so-good.