what am I doing?
It's the last day of July and I feel as confused as I did at the beginning of the month. Work is insane. They are short staffed and it is only going to get worse. I can feel the pressure building. I sometimes wonder if I am cut out for life in the 21st century. Everything is due yesterday. Hurry, hurry, hurry.
I go see the surgeon who did my lumpectomy on the 8th. I don't know yet if he will drain the seroma that day and I don't know when the BB sized lump under my arm will be removed. I don't know, I don't know, I don't know. *sigh* I want to run away, but where do I go. I want to escape my present life. *sigh*
I go see the surgeon who did my lumpectomy on the 8th. I don't know yet if he will drain the seroma that day and I don't know when the BB sized lump under my arm will be removed. I don't know, I don't know, I don't know. *sigh* I want to run away, but where do I go. I want to escape my present life. *sigh*