Got my six month check-up tomorrow. Strangely, I’m not worried a bit. It actually worries me that I’m not worried. Like maybe this means somethings going to sneak up on me like….um….cancer. Seriously now, my breast was red, swollen, hot, and did I think cancer? No, not once, it blind-sided me. I would say I am a bit slow sometimes, but since I was nursing I have at least a rational excuse.
So I don’t really worry about cancer. I just worry that I’m clueless. If that makes any sense whatsoever.
That’s all I want to say about that.