Tuesday, March 01, 2005

I get asked the "why me" question a lot. It's getting old. I knew I was a high risk person for breast cancer, so the "why me" has never come into play.

The question for me that has come into play is "am I going to die from this?"

I try not to focus on the possibility as it's too damn depressing to think about. I have more important things to do today besides focus on my death. I have taught my dog how to belch.
Isn't that a more fun thing to do?