When I went to camp in 9th grade in Colorado, I got off the plane and burst into tears. My parents thought that I had had a terrible time, but that wasn't the case at all, I had a complete and total blast, but the overwhelming feeling of all the emotions of the week at camp hit me all at once, at the end.
That's how I do things, I don't cry when it happens and I don't react really, but when it's all over, that's when I fall apart. I am great in emergency situations, calm and level headed. I can handle bad news really well and I can go through whatever I need to go through to get the job done.
My graduation from radiation is a little clouded today because I have a wicked stomach virus. It's like the eyebrows/lashes, I go 7 months without any sickness and the day I graduate from all treatment I get a horrible (I mean BAADD) stomach virus. I couldn't hug anybody at radiation and I can't go for a fun lunch today. But that's ok, I'll make up for it!!!
I still have lots of doctors appointments next week, so I'll still be writing!! Thank you for always being there for me!!
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