It's Day 4 or 5 since the biopsy. I have been extremely careful with my breast and it even came to a point that I don't want to even touch them. Scared that I might touch something or make the wound worse.
At this point, there is not much I can do but pray. There have been days that were emotionally draining where some days are better than others. I manage to put up a brave front to my family/friends and at work. I don't know why but I had a short fuse this weekend. Today's probably the worst since I had the biopsy. Irritable, short-tempered and blah. Whenever I had those moments I had to contain myself from crying because I didn't know why I was upset. I'm mad at myself for being irritable and had to psyche myself to count my blessings instead of being pessimistic. It is mentally exhausting.
The closer Thursday comes, the worrier I get. I guess that's only human. I pray when the anxiety kicks in and somehow it goes away. I prayed that it is all in God's hands, whatever His plans are will be done and it is out of my hands. I am mentally preparing myself for that day. Hoping for the best but preparing for the worst. I have faith in our Lord and whatever His plans are I will accept, good or bad.
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