What the...???
My left foobie has been crazy itchy all day. Only, when I scratch, I can't feel it. So - it's NOT itchy.
Or is it?
I know. Leave it and it will stop. It's been better this evening, since I'm trying to convince myself that it can't possibly be itching. Ugh.
Got a nice voicemail from my breast surgeon. I know, I have a lot of docs. Yay, cancer! He just wanted to say hi, he hopes we're all well, and he's surprised that they found cancer cells after the last surgery.
SURPRISE!
Bah.
I got in my first Essiac tea shipment. Both daughter and hubby like it! So we'll be drinking this nightly - it kills cancer. Like almost every other fucking thing I consume. So, how did it linger?
Whatever. Nobody else is cashing in on the cancer train. I absolutely forbid it. So, they're drinking the tea, taking the turmeric and other herbs, eating fresh broccoli sprouts... whatever I can do to keep them out of this war zone.
Otherwise, all is well. Except my insane craving for chocolatey frosted brownies. Good thing I don't have any. Though there is chocolate in the fridge - fancy stuff - I will have a glass of water and go to bed. Stupid craving!!!
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