You know, there are a couple ways to get defined ab muscles; crying a river of pain uses those muscles like you can’t imagine. That ever-desirable “six-pack” has become inevitable as I celebrate my 10 year anniversary of seeing a tumor inside my body.
It never, ever gets easy to sit with a surgeon, lovely, kind, educated as he may be, and discuss the three pronged surgery plan (that is, two major surgeries and one much easier).
In any case my tear ducts are flowing and my body is sore from staying active despite the internal conflict. David and I are marching on, collecting data like good scientists; with our friends, family, and family at UCD cancer center we know we are in good hands – the best hands.
But it’s still damn hard. AND I’m on my period. AND we are six months pregnant. SHEESH!!!!!!