Everyday I worry about whether I'm healing well or not. Wondering if the pains and aches I'm feeling is normal or not. If the new bruises that suddenly appear or get larger and larger over the weekend is something I should call in about. Why my side has been sore since the surgery. Freaking out about blood clots whenever I feel the slightest bit of pain in my calves, or in my chest when I breathe in. Feeling nauseas at the sight of my own body and trying my best to not faint while I'm in the shower. Wondering who I could ask to take me to my appointments without feeling embarrassed in case they say no. Having my schedule revolve around everyone else's.
Fucking cancer.
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