Monday was a bad day.. Nothing went well, cried loads.
I have my blood test, CT scan and MRI this week, hopefully once these happen I will be able to move onto the next stage and the next bubble.
im taking each day as it comes and trying to enjoy the little things as I’m starting to see those as the big things.. it’s so true when they say ‘life happens when you are busy making plans’
Thursday has the worse day since I got my diagnosis, I have this anger at myself for getting sick, I know it’s not my fault but I just can’t explain how and why. It’s a waiting game now until I hear from the consultant, I just seem to be trying to do it all on my own and tonight I discovered I can’t do it, I don’t have the mental capacity to cope.
I have to try to let other people take the burden so that I can find the space to get better. It’s tough, life is really tough and I know it’s going to get a whole lot harder..
