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self-medicating
Feb. 17th, 2012 02:42 pmJust got an email about a co-worker who's been diagnosed with an aggressive form of breast cancer. They're going to treat it aggressively, so hopefully she'll be able to get ahead of it.
It's got me more freaked out than I really have a right to be. I mean, she's not my Special Buddy at work or anything. I'm shaking and near tears. Stupid, but there you go. Denying it isn't doing any good at all, so perhaps I'll let it wash over me and be done with it. No meetings tonight and no early appointments tomorrow, for once. I'll likely indulge in a bubble bath and some Moscato. Bleh.
It's got me more freaked out than I really have a right to be. I mean, she's not my Special Buddy at work or anything. I'm shaking and near tears. Stupid, but there you go. Denying it isn't doing any good at all, so perhaps I'll let it wash over me and be done with it. No meetings tonight and no early appointments tomorrow, for once. I'll likely indulge in a bubble bath and some Moscato. Bleh.
