Dec 27, 2010 - 10:17 pm
Yes, he got me the keurig, he's a good man but here's a recent conversation...like 5 minutes ago...
Me: "It's almost a year...I'm scared."
Him: "Find your pills, when you're scared, my stomach hurts."
LOL... I couldn't help but laugh through my tears.
Why is it that my cancer ends up being all about him?