I am trying to be optimistic and upbeat.
However, I have to admit, I hurt. I guess it's pressure from the mediastinal mass. My ribs, my neck, my back, my shoulder. All of this has been hurting for months. It's different from the pain from that stupid truck that rearended me in October. I feel like a lasagna of pain!
Sofia was not feeling well last night and went I got home from the planning board meeting she puked her dinner on me. Ham and cheese omlet.
I got her in the bath and rocked her to sleep. Then I thought how I really don't feel well, and really I took advatage of my stamina to hold her all night when she is sick.
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