In the brief moment befor emy internet blew up this morning, I read one post on facebook.
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Thank you for all your prayers and positive vibes sent my way. It will be a bit of a recovery time, so please keep them coming.
For those of you who don't know I just had back surgery. My breast cancer came back in my spine on the L4 level. It proceeded to grow there until it split the bone in half. The surgery went well and once the staples are removed, radiation will begin.
I'm on the road to recovery. Didn't think I'd be relearning how to walk at my age. I haven't been near a computer, but when I get home I will catch up with everyone. I'm feeling the love.
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Fuck this shit to fucking hell and back. This is not the friend with breast cancer about whom I wrote in a nother thread, this is the second one, a friend with whom I cross paths occasionally. I see her occasionally at my youngest's school where she is now the boss lunch supervisor, I see her occasionally at the high school -he son dives. Same sport, different gender child.... when I stepped down as president of the preschool, she took over. She had been the president several years before with her oldest. She is the nicest most caring person who everyone wants to hug. when she had her mastectomy, she strapped pillows around her to protect the tender area from the enthusiastic hugs of the little ones. Can't stop the tears this morning. fuck this shit