I am taking a page from the Dervish grrl and following suit with La La La Wednesday.
I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.
Self Pity by D.H. Lawrence
It has been a tough few days and I am feeling a bit blue, more like down right sad. I keep saying to myself: chin up and remember the poem.
A few weeks ago, I did a little self-exam and I found something that I didn't have before. It is small, almost unnoticeable. I have been doing these exams for many years and I know how they feel and what they have and what they do not. This new lumpy as I have come to call it is new. I went to my doctor, who happens to be one of my closest friends, she did an exam and she gave me great hope. However, to be 100% sure, I am scheduled for my first diagnostic mammogram in a week. I have always been a worry-wart and I just can't stop thinking of the "big ifs". One thing at least, if it is what I fear, we have caught it early. Maybe it is just muscle that is "reshaping" due to my exercising. I have in one word: fear. If I think about it too much I end up crying and squeezing my kids and hubby. Chin up kiddo! It may be nothing...