Today makes it three weeks since I broke up with my boyfriend, aka “had my cyst removed”. Everything surgically went great, and my recovery from that has been slow, but positive. (*Who knew it would take so damn much energy to take a shower – let alone stand up??). Unfortunately, there has been an painful complication that has made my life really uncomfortable – to the point that I still can’t return to work. Let me tell you, my nerves are shot and I can’t stand the looks of these 4 walls. And, if I am even getting irritated at my personal doctor cat, Reese,, then you know I have been stuck at home for too long.
So, yeah, these past weeks have given me more than ample time to think and whine. And to hear about the horrible news that a beautiful butterfly that I work with has been diagnosed with Stage 3 Breast Cancer, that has spread to her glands. What in the ever living hell? This is an older woman that lives the Godly life – walks the walk, talks the talk. There is beauty in every single one of her days. And now she has this. It makes no sense to me in the grand scheme of things. Saying that some people get what they “deserve” sounds too harsh. I think it’s more like, “that’s not entirely surprising”. I mean, when my mother-in-law, a lifelong smoker, passed away recently from Breast and Lung Cancer, we were devastated, but not completely blindsided, as we have all been told the dangers of smoking. But, this woman has never been a smoker, a drinker and always had a strong belief system. It’s just frustrating to me.
And, she continues to come to work every day with a smile on her face, until they work out a treatment plan. Meanwhile I try to sit here at home, whining all day, while watching HGTV & cooking shows with my mom. Life just doesn’t seem fair sometimes.