Surgery's on Monday.
Monday.
And I think...
Yeah, I think chemo is pretty definite.
I told work the other day
and I've been avoiding it because I didn't want them to think I'm a liability.
They probably knew something was up though,
and I've been working from home
every day for the last month and my camera’s always off.
I'm not sure what will happen if I end up having chemo.
The plan is to keep working
unless I physically can't.
I need the distraction.
But I need to talk to you
about Robbie this weekend.
I know I said I'd be there no matter what,
but I really didn't realise how draining
this whole thing would be.
Sorry, but I just.
I just don't think I can manage it.
I mean, you
should still go. I mean, you can't miss Robbie.
Oh, I'm sorry.
This is turning into a bloody TED talk.