I read bc blogs. No, I haven't stopped like I said I would. I should have. One gal was listing people who have died, just this week. Their bc metasta.....however you spell it. They think they are fine, cancer free, going about their everyday business, but all the while cancer is setting up shop in their various organs and bones. This blog really got to me. I couldn't even finish reading it. Tears are streaming down my face. I'm picturing myself in this position. What if cancer is eating away at me without me knowing it? What about my kids? What would I say to them? What would we do? Would I use my time doing painful, debilitating treatments, hoping it works? Augh! Why is this haunting me now??
I hate it.