Gawd. I was treated to a bit of a 'pep talk' while out to lunch with some friends the other day. One of these individuals felt it was about time I 'got back on the horse' and got over the whole thing. This is six weeks after eight months of surgery, surgery, chemo and rads with more surgery to come. Surely I can work more than two days a week, I'll feel so much better after I get back to normal. After all, I look so well.
Now, I appreciate that this was meant to be helpful and all, but I felt like driving my fork through the back of her hand.