And sometimes, it just happens. I don’t know why I was especially weepy today. I am trying to just embrace and accept my emotions as they come. I imagine tomorrow will be better. It has to be.
Since last Friday, I have had appointments with the Neurosurgeon (no significant growth on either brain tumor!), Oncologist, Endocrinologist, Physical Therapist (thankfully the insurance approved a few more visits!) and Therapist. Plus I have a temporary substitute job. I think I just hit the wall today.
I cried at therapy. A lot. All this stuff came up about the brain tumors, not being able to do what I once could, feeling so overwhelmed with what is. I understand the importance of constant doctor appointments; to catch “in time” anything potentially life-threatening. I just don’t seem to have accepted this life yet. I don’t know. I guess I still feel different from everyone. Like the brain tumors and rare disease have put a target on my back. It may not make sense to you, but it’s how I am feeling tonight.
Tomorrow has to be better.