Day Ten

I think I have got to the point now where I am just fed up with talking about this lump - it seems to be the topic of every conversation and I am bored of it. This sounds really heartless, but the news is obviously trickling through and people are contacting me and wishing me well - right now, I just don't want to think about it anymore. I sound very ungrateful, don't I? I don't mean to be, but like I said, I feel like I am in the eye of a storm and everyone around me is fretting - I just have to get on with it. Don't get me wrong, I really appreciate everyones thoughts, prayers and wishes, but I am tired of living with this already. That and the fact that I have my bone scan tomorrow and I am scared of what they may find. Cried a bit today, friend suggested taking some photo's of me now for my son before I lose all my hair. It's a good idea, but just upset me a little. I am allowed to have down days. As long as they don't out number the good ones.