I always thought that a cold was a strange name for an illness but for the past two days, I can see why it is aptly named. I just can not get warm. My skin is cold to the touch and my voice is even lower than usual. I just keep drinking hot liquids and hoping this will go away soon. No colds for 9 years and now 2 in a month...
In September 2008, I was diagnosed with triple negative breast cancer, a huge shock to me. Within you will find my journey into the scary world of cancer and my struggles to emerge from it.
Sunday, February 3, 2013
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