I know it has been a long while since I last posted, but tonight I just feel the need to vent. It was one year ago today that I lost a dear childhood friend to this horrible disease. I currently have a friend from high school battling it and recently found out another good friend's mother is fighting too and have been to two funerals recently of family friends who also lost their battle.
I hate to complain because I am still here and that is so important...but I am struggling and I hate it. I hate that it has been 4 years this Tuesday since this journey began and I am still not finished with it. I hate that I have to wear a prosthetic breast that is so uncomfortable and NEVER hangs even with the natural one (I know others probably do not notice but I do). I hate that I have not been able to get it together enough to have my reconstructive surgery yet and it looks like it will still be several months. I hate that I can no longer dress to flatter my figure because I am self conscious. I hate that I no longer feel comfortable going out and doing things because of these things. I miss the fun, social Denise that I used to be....I sure hope I can get her back again some day.
Signing off... Kenneth..I miss you every day. RIP my friend.
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