July 9, 2006
Depressed
Originally posted on the Breast Health Online forum




Not having the greatest weekend in history.  Lately David and I have been hopping into the car and going on fun little day-trips on the weekends  ...  Mendocino, Tahoe, the Napa Valley, Castroville ("Home of the World's Largest Artichoke!")  ...  this weekend, though, we've both felt too enervated and washed-out to do much of anything.  I don't really know why.  I did force us to get dressed and go out on a Blockbuster-and-sandwiches run yesterday afternoon, but we wound up bringing our food home and immediately crawled right back into our Happy Pants.  Basically all I feel like doing is sitting here in bed with the laptop, watching episode after episode of "The L Word."  ("I'm doing research," I told David, as one extremely *breast-intensive* scene came on the laptop screen at the precise moment he was walking into the bedroom.  He backed away slooowly.)  

I think I'm just a little depressed at the moment.  The surgery seems so impossibly far away.   I made myself a calendar the other day  --  the whole month of July, plus the first week of August  --  so I could mark off all the days between now and August 4th.  But the sight of that huge expanse of blank days between now and the surgery date sent me spiralling down into a funk, so I crumpled the calendar up and threw it away.

Maybe I'll try it again when we get closer to the actual BR date.



in all her *booby glory*


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