My anti-cancer diary
It's been 50 days since the surgery was done, and the chemotherapy has been done twice. In addition to the ugly scars on the body and the massive hair loss caused by chemotherapy, there is another diabolical name: cancer.
From the time I was sick to now, I have avoided the word, and even my family rarely mentions it in front of me. Whoever asks is just saying, I'm sick, and as for what kind of illness, just say it's going to be better slowly. And that hideous scar, I didn't look at it squarely. One is a little afraid to see yourself abandon yourself, and the other is that you don't want to face it, maybe you resist from the bottom of your heart.
More than 50 days have passed, and the body has gone from a move at the beginning of the gritty teeth and sweating, to the current relaxed exercise sweat wet shirt, feeling a lot better. The selfless care of my family also makes me very comfortable, which is also a good suppression of my condition.
Today is the anniversary of my 31st year of marriage. Yesterday I told my husband that I wanted to eat the noodles today, and my husband didn't say a word, and today I made the noodles at noon to eat. The mother-in-law also wondered why she didn't wait for her grandson, just the three of us to eat what kind of cheek noodles. I told my husband that today was our wedding anniversary. The husband said he had forgotten. Are men all tailed wolves?
Just a little episode. My husband joked that I was a big trouble, and I said that I was a big trouble and you had to feed me. Who wants to go into big trouble?
Work hard, life is very bitter, life is very fragile, no matter how hard it is, you can't stop; life is short, the journey is very difficult, no matter how short and tired you can't cross the hurdle, unless God lets you rest in place.
Come on! I'm still moving forward. Come on, come on!
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