hello, lonng time no blog. Absolutly shattered. Radiotherapy is far from agreeing with me. I feel really sick for hours after each treatment, i have the worst diaroea ever in the history of the world, my scar is torte and saw. So i was more than grateful for today off. We went to bristol zoo to celebrate b. birthday. Splendid day, exhausted, but well worth it. Hated having to come back to stinking rubbish shit crappy bollocks cardiff. Need to move. Can't handle it any more. I'm thouroughly claustrafobic, feeling totally trapped in penarth, i hate walking down the street and seeing those people you don't want to talk to but have to, i hate walking down the street and seeing taht person you hate so much it makes you feel sick inside and not being able to escape their exsistence because you live in such a small town, i hate having family in this town that doesn't give a flying fuck about us and admittedly the feeling is reciprical, i mean my husband has family living down the road from us that i ve never even met. i've been here too long i need to move on.
rant over. i'm going to watch lost now and vomit......