Post by tassiedevil on Aug 23, 2017 12:38:14 GMT
If you are not up for negativity please don't read on. I'm sorry this has very little to do with travelling.
I damn well HATE cancer!
I hated that I was on my own when I found out there was a very high chance I had cancer (I had day surgery for a routine procedure) and then sat on my own while waiting to be picked up.
After seeing the surgeon for the first time, I hated that I was rude to the nicest receptionist ever. She was just doing her job and being polite, but I had just received news that hit me harder than my diagnosis and only just made it out the door of the building before I fell apart.
I hated that I couldn't tell anyone about it, I left it up to someone else to tell the people that mattered to me.
Treatment sucks! Keeping with the theme, I hated it.
I hated that I needed my mother to get up way earlier than she needed to each morning so she could get me breakfast or I wouldn't have eaten, which in turn meant I couldn't have my morning chemo. Also needed my lunch made for me to take to work or again wouldn't have eaten and then obviously be there for me after work with more food.
I hated that it would make me disappointed each morning that I had woken up. I would have no problem getting to sleep and I would sleep through to morning so I would hope each day that I wouldn't wake up (sleeping was the only time of the day I was pain and discomfort free).
Due to treatment I missed a trip to New Zealand with family and hated that it affected their enjoyment due to worrying.
I hate what I have to do every day and will have to do for the rest of my life just to try and lead a normal life. It also means I can never travel light again, which restricts the type of travel I can do.
Even months after the treatment ended, hate that some of the side effects are still lingering.
I hate the waiting and the dreading of hearing the results of every checkup.
I hate that I am not the last to have to go through all this.
Most of all I hate that it takes good people and they are taken too soon. 😢
Thats enough negativity for one day. Time for bed I have a big day of living tomorrow!
I damn well HATE cancer!
I hated that I was on my own when I found out there was a very high chance I had cancer (I had day surgery for a routine procedure) and then sat on my own while waiting to be picked up.
After seeing the surgeon for the first time, I hated that I was rude to the nicest receptionist ever. She was just doing her job and being polite, but I had just received news that hit me harder than my diagnosis and only just made it out the door of the building before I fell apart.
I hated that I couldn't tell anyone about it, I left it up to someone else to tell the people that mattered to me.
Treatment sucks! Keeping with the theme, I hated it.
I hated that I needed my mother to get up way earlier than she needed to each morning so she could get me breakfast or I wouldn't have eaten, which in turn meant I couldn't have my morning chemo. Also needed my lunch made for me to take to work or again wouldn't have eaten and then obviously be there for me after work with more food.
I hated that it would make me disappointed each morning that I had woken up. I would have no problem getting to sleep and I would sleep through to morning so I would hope each day that I wouldn't wake up (sleeping was the only time of the day I was pain and discomfort free).
Due to treatment I missed a trip to New Zealand with family and hated that it affected their enjoyment due to worrying.
I hate what I have to do every day and will have to do for the rest of my life just to try and lead a normal life. It also means I can never travel light again, which restricts the type of travel I can do.
Even months after the treatment ended, hate that some of the side effects are still lingering.
I hate the waiting and the dreading of hearing the results of every checkup.
I hate that I am not the last to have to go through all this.
Most of all I hate that it takes good people and they are taken too soon. 😢
Thats enough negativity for one day. Time for bed I have a big day of living tomorrow!
