A chemo-care package to my sister to hopefully get her thru the next few weeks. On Thurs they will install a port (a week late because of MRIs) and on the 8th they start chemo.
I bought a soft cable knit blanket, a stuffed animal (dog), a dozen or so books, a hat, some of my childrens art work, a journal for my nephew and a big mug for tea.

Me? I am doing crap on this. Had surgery on Friday but cant saya word to my family since I am 1000 miles from home and they have more than enough to deal with because of my sister. Emotionally its hard. Physically, the results have been positive but I still feel like shit.
My husband just told me he wants no more children and that devastated me. Why now? Why wait until now to tell me this? What a coward. I feel as if the struggle to save my “sexuality” has been in vain. I just feel like I am going thru the motions. He wants something that he says “WE” wants, and thats not it-

Tell me why its so crappy.