Sharing a thought .... there are days that there is such a thin line between my PTSD and the cancer ... I sometimes don't know which one I'm actually living, like today ... I keep sliding away to last year at this time frame and I see myself being so suicidal, and now I'm doing everything to stay alive. The papers I signed is for a new form of chimo that is being researched here in Quebec and I imagine in Canada. It seems like a more agressive form, but this may also give me some chance if I'm not accepted by Montreal.
I keep coming back to THAT day with the call for the baby and wonder how different it would have been if the police had offered me some debriefing ... would I have PTSD, would I have this cancer ... so many questions, so many possibilities, quantic possibilities (?), right now I'm in THIS reality ...
Thank you so much (((((friends))))) for your everlasting support. You can never imagine how this helps, being in the grace and energy of international love and compassion ! This is so awesome !