I know. I know. People have shit awful stuff happen to them all the time. And there are others way way worse off than me.
But am really hitting the wall today.
After months of chemotherapy and an invasive operation with the end result of needing a colostomy bag (and more chemo to come yet) for ovarian cancer we get the news that my mother is Stage 3c which gives her about a 25% survival rate over 5 years.
I also had a fall the last week and have a small fracture to my elbow and soft tissue damage to my wrist and arm and now just as I'm about to have holidays from work to spend a little bit of time that is not running between hospital, parents, work etc I have been hit by a shitty fluey head cold thing on my last day of work.
I feel like just screaming with the stress of it all! AIBU to just want to take up heavy drug use at this stage??
joking not joking