I've been neglectful here in blogland.
In the last week and a half I've had 3 Dr./specialist appointments which I've had to travel for. Things were great until my last appointment a couple of days ago.
I've had some very bad news. The cancer is not back, the news is not life threatening, but life altering. Right now I am processing, mourning, playing angry music, playing sad music, sitting in the quiet, crying, hurting and feeling numb in a rotating order. I'm not sure what to say.
I tend to withdraw and curl up into a self isolated, self protective shell when things are bad.
"fall seven times, stand up eight"