I just reached home. I was outside waiting for a friend who is willing to spend some time with me, for a meal or just for a drink. No one. I can’t remember when was the last time I had a company when I really need one.
I felt like crying & I did.
Tomorrow will be another day. I might listen to the same excuses. Or I might be lucky to get one.
This is how I always feel before every new treatment. Nervous. Panic. Afraid. Hope. At this point of time I really miss him.
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