A Bad Day

I have not done a thing in the house this week, thus far. I am not feeling well.

Ok, I had a test this week and I guess I am kind of thinking about it, and, I hate to say, worrying about it a bit.

Then after the test yesterday I came home and tripped on the walkway outside my home and fell hard on the cement (which is not good when you have been hit by a truck already and your body is already messed up).

Now this makes me sound like an old lady but I am in my early 40's, and falling like that was really bizarre, and certainly not what I needed on the day I was being tested to see if, once again, I'm going to be fighting cancer.

Already upset, and then the fall, and my daughter running to me and kissing me because she too is upset by the test, and the fall doesn't help. And now I am really sore, and had to sleep for a couple of hours this afternoon. Life...ahhh...Life.

I am going to go to bed. Maybe have a bit of a cry. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day. I think it probably has to be.

DMC