Blossom1961
7 years agoMember
What doesn’t kill you.........
makes you stronger. All lies.
I used to be so strong it was scary. I didn’t even cry at funerals.
My Osteopath recently touched my hair and chuckled as he said it was like a duckling. So is the rest of me. Fragile. Cry at the thought of someone telling me off. Cry at the remembrance of painful procedures.
Fortunately I do still have a sense of fight. Hopefully one day I will be able to better embrace this new personality. In the meantime, it is all a blur.
Today I see the Oncologist and if she can sort out my painful leg muscle spasms I will be very grateful.
I am so glad I have you ladies (and a few men) to hang out with. You keep me grounded and focussed.
Thank you xxx
I used to be so strong it was scary. I didn’t even cry at funerals.
My Osteopath recently touched my hair and chuckled as he said it was like a duckling. So is the rest of me. Fragile. Cry at the thought of someone telling me off. Cry at the remembrance of painful procedures.
Fortunately I do still have a sense of fight. Hopefully one day I will be able to better embrace this new personality. In the meantime, it is all a blur.
Today I see the Oncologist and if she can sort out my painful leg muscle spasms I will be very grateful.
I am so glad I have you ladies (and a few men) to hang out with. You keep me grounded and focussed.
Thank you xxx