Sunday… the kids will be coming over in the afternoon for dinner. For the first time ever I requested we watch the EMMY Awards. I limit my award watching to the OSCAR’s. But Stephen Colbert is hosting this year, and I really wanted to see what he does.
We had the normal banter going back and forth, we ordered Pizza for dinner so I would not cook. I didn’t wear any type of bra, just a couple of knit tanks under my shirt. The Lump, it’s still there. The Lump is still hard and swollen. My bruising is turning pretty colors. The Lump is still angry. The Lump is still there, damn it. I keep checking, feeling The Lump. This is unreal. This is a dream. I will wake up and this will all go away. Life will be good again.