Since Diagnosis Day I have lived in a bubble of good-will. My house is filling up with flowers. They (the experts) listed a gamut of emotions I would go through during the next few days. Euphoria wasn't one of them, but I feel sky-high. Where does this transcendental positivity come from? Must be all the prayers (from the religiously inclined) and positive thoughts (from the others) that keep coming. To my in-box, my voice-mail, my letter box.
If it's cancer, I told myself on Diagnosis Day, I'll start a blog, and see what happens.
Let's see what happens.
