So, I went to see Sex and the City last night with a couple friends. We lucked out and found the National Geographic Photographer (I kept calling him the National Inquirer..because my brain is jacked up) at Pei Wei to take our picture. It was our lucky night.
We also decided that I have no heart. I mean there were perfectly good weepy moments and I let them all go by. I could feel it in my heart and even somewhere in the bottom of my tear ducts, but nothing. I even watched P.S. I love you not that long ago and nothing. Thank goodness I can still laugh..I haven’t lost that one. Especially when moments like this happen.
However, I’m almost scared to admit this, I cried tonight when a little four year old girl sang on America’s Got Talent. What’s wrong with me? Oh that’s right…chemo.
So, I anxiously await chemo day 6 and all that it could bring.
I cried tonight when the 4 year old sang, and I’m SO not a crier! I blamed it on being tired. Glad to hear I wasn’t the only one! 🙂
Sarah Bible