I found out 5 days ago, i walked in to the doctor's office after waiting for an hour and a half past my appointment time and was told the worse ( i don't use the C word). I think my first word was bugger, i'm not sure how i was suppose to react as they stared at me with that look! the look everyone does when they find out. My husband slowly turned a funny colour and slid off the chair as i asked questions about how quick can this be dealt with, my attitude is that i want it out, give me whatever treatment and that i will be fine. This is not the attitude of everyone else who are acting like i'm on my last legs. Should i be more negative? Is there a way i am suppose to be acting? I am fed up today, fed up of telling people, fed up that i have to deal with this,fed up that i still have to think what is for dinner, walk the dog, do the ironing, deal with the kids as it is the school holidays etc etc.....i know i said let's carry on as normal but at some point is this going to be about me?
