My mum is starting chemo on Friday the 13! What a day to start chemo! I’m having trouble sleeping as all I do is worry. My mum is my life my best friend. It feels like my whole world is being flipping upside down. I’m going wig shopping with her on Monday and not sure how to keep upbeat for her.
I feel so guilty that I’m finding the fact that she’s going to lose her hair so difficult when in the grand scheme of things it really shouldn’t matter. But I’m scared. I don’t want her to look different or have different hair. And I feel so selfish for feeling like this. When I’m not the one going through it, my mum is.
I feel like this is all getting very real all of a sudden.
