The title says it all, in fact, it's a neat three word description of how I'm feeling just now. I'm going to do myself a favour by going to bed quite soon, but thought I would just pop by here first and spread the irritation around a bit. Not that I would wish my mood upon anyone else really, but I find blogging can be quite cathartic, they do say that a trouble shared is a trouble halved don't they?
I have had a few things on my mind this week, the specifics of which, have combined to bring me to my present state of ill ease.
Yesterday, I was in the village, pottering around the shops when I was greeted by an old friend who I haven't seen for a while. I looked at the woman in front of me, I recognised the face, but she wasn't the person that I remembered; this person was much thinner.
"I wouldn't have noticed you if you hadn't spoke, you look so different" I said,
she replied "haven't you heard? I've got lung cancer.." Well, what do you say, when you hear news like that directly from the sufferer's mouth, whilst browsing the household goods shelves? I was (and still am) shocked.
We had a conversation about her situation, which is, that she was diagnosed in January, has been having chemotherapy because the cancer has spread, it is in both lungs, so surgery was not an option. She has been told that her condition is terminal, with no real guess as to the length of time that she has left.
It is so random, the way that illness strikes, the lady in question has never smoked a cigarette in her life, yet she has got this killer disease in her lungs, it seems so unfair.
