Today I went to the hospital for my usual Tuesday, picnic in the park speaker series. We were supposed to have yoga today but the instructor had a funeral to attend. So instead, we played Bingo for dollars and nope I didn't win this time, womp, womp!
One of the usuals that comes to this and my knitting class died this week and I am sooooo sad. She was such a nice lady. She had a real fighting spirit when it came to this dreadful disease. I haven't been to knitting in over a month so I had no clue that she was in the hospital. They said she was in for 10 days and then she went to hospice for two days after that. *sigh*
You guys I don't know how to handle this!!!
When I first met her she told me that when she was first diagnosed the doctors gave her two months. She wasn't tryna hear alla that. Girlfriend fought the good fight for two years more after that bogus ass prognosis.
They don't really know, they just be guesstimating.
Makes me mad and sad all at the same time!!!
I went and spent waaaaayyyyy too much money after that.
Had to do some retail therapy to calm my nerves.
It didn't work.
It's too many people affected by this fuckingfuckedupbullshitdisease!!!
I'm hurtin' right now.
No more pain Ellen, no more pain.