Was finally discharged from the hospital tonight after thirteen long and trying days.
This certainly was an unexpected turn of events in my life. Makes one reflect upon the impermanence of it all, and how things can change so suddenly, on a dime.
Having stage 4 metastatic breast cancer is no joke. One's life is now so consumed by constant treatment of the disease, and even treatments of the treatments, if you can fathom that. Test this, test that, monitor this, monitor that. Deal with the pain. Deal with not being at all what you once were.
Things are simply different.... I'm different, and I perceive a different world/reality.
It is a very lonesome reality. No matter what support you may have, this is essentially a very private journey.
