Since I was diagnosed with cancer, my world has been askew.
I worry about living and dying.
I can't concentrate.
I can focus on one thing at a time.
I feel malformed.
I don't know if this will pop up in my bones? Bone Cancer?
I walked the survivor's lap last night but I don't feel like a survivor.
I felt like a fraud. I haven't survived.
I am terrified.
What if my future is metastisis and hospice?
I want to live to be 100+.
Karen, let's get together on a tropical island and drink margaritas.
I love my life. I do not want to die young.