Most of you know that I don't 'mince words' when it comes to my feelings. So I'll tell you right now, that this week has been the most difficult for me since the mastectomy. I am weak, exhausted, sick to my stomach....achey. My forearms are actually sore from just typing this entry.
So, I got Jake to bed and I'm heading to bed myself. My mom has been wonderful and has been keeping Jake occupied for me while I try to rest.
What is worse? The illness....or the treatment? Thank God I only have one left. Thank God.
Doris
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