I have never been outgoing, but I am adventurous and believe in my abilities to handle difficult situations. I took sky diving for a PE credit in college, lived in a bug infested apartment across from a very scary bar in North Hollywood and wandered the back alleys of NYC's Chinatown in the 1970s. But now the thought of an upcoming MRI has sent me into anxiety overload. I had my first radiation treatment yesterday and it went well. Only 19 treatments to go. I'm trying not to stress eat, but it is difficult. I haven't lost nor have I gained anything. I consider that a win at this time.
I bought myself some hyacinth as a little pick me up.
