On our way bright & early (ok not so bright cos it’s raining), to my first appointment with my specialist. Hopefully we’ll be deciding what action to take and set the ball rolling. I just wanna get on with my life.
Since I found out about this cancer (my Kiwi friend Roz named it Herbert- or was it “Fuckin’ Herbert”?)…I’ve experienced so many emotions. Today, I’m pissed again…
I’m only 41. I have two beautiful kids who need me. I have hopes, dreams, plans. I don’t have time for this shit.