Tomorrow, I will find out the results of last week's scan. I fully realized today what Julie already knew: I am frightened about tomorrow. I can talk all I want about my lack of faith in this chemotherapy bullshit and about how I am going to take care of this on my own and so on, but in the end, I am scared shitless about what the doctor will tell me tomorrow, no matter how calm I look on the outside. With each passing hour, I get a little more anxious.
In other news, I may get onto another project as early as next week. It'll be a summertime assignment, probably, so we'll see what happens.
In other news, I may get onto another project as early as next week. It'll be a summertime assignment, probably, so we'll see what happens.
(Hug)