I've been working over the idea of starting a blog for a few months. I have friends who have them, and I browse the blogs of strangers from time to time. I'm essentially a private person, so the idea of baring my soul publicly is frightening. But I'm learning that writing is one way I work out my inside "stuff". I'm lousy at keeping a journal, and I think it is partly because I hate my handwriting. And also because I am very lazy. I've started and stalled out at numerous attempts to chronicle my thoughts on paper, in nicely bound books, some with inspirational sayings, even. But I can never get in a groove with keeping a hand-written journal. I am online most every day, though. And words come more easily at a keyboard for me. And maybe a blog will keep me motivated to write. Which would be good for me, because there's some stuff I want to work out in my head. If it doesn't help I'll delete it, and at least I won't have another abandoned journal on the shelf mocking me. Starting the blog is free, which is cheaper than both therapy and chocolate, both of which I probably still need. Certainly the chocolate.
Here's what's up with me today: I am in the process of breast reconstruction after bilateral mastectomies in June. The breast cancer was found early, before it had spread beyond my breast (the left one). But it was aggressive and scary, so I took an aggressive surgical route. No chemo or radiation, and I'm grateful for that. Reconstruction is bizarre, and I'll write more about that later. Right now I am battle-scarred and sore and cranky. And dizzy from the meds. Things could be better, but they could be a whole lot worse, too. Keeping that in mind is something I hope to do more of, as I write.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Well, here goes.....
Posted by Queen Mum at 6:45 PM
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