Start treatment in a couple of weeks and I am now thinking "what the hell". I am going to die anyway so the little devil on my shoulder is saying drink drink drink!!!! I am in one hell of a mess. I even think husband and I are about to get divorced because I do not think he realises it is chemo. Anyway I am off to the shop to get a bottle of vodka and drink myself silly because no-one cares. This is a horrible and dangerous world anyway so maybe I am better of out of it.
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