Apr 26, 2008 12:27
The mail woman just drove in and beeped so I shuffled outside in my jammers and slippers.
I don't have a wig or hat on since it's warm and I'm just home alone chillin' with the pugster.
This immediately sparked up a conversation about how I was doing and how treatments were going, etc.
She asked what I'd had done, I told her, she about fainted since obviously people don't expect me to be well, not deformed.
And we had this long conversation about cancer, life, etc.
It was very strange but very sweet. I've never talked to her before. Usually she leaves my stuff up at my car.
She said it looked like I was fighting the good fight.
*sighs* I need little things in my days like that.
Yesterday was a hard day for me. I'll probably write more about it later.