Because of a call yesterday morning, I was worried that my parents were in a bad mood for the whole day, so I was sad and shed tears secretly, hated that I was powerless, and I was all kinds of grievances and blamed myself. Today, the old man was relieved and his mind recovered.
Actually, I believe that many sick sisters have this kind of mentality. They understand the truth and cannot control their emotions. People have , seven emotions and six desires, and they can't control themselves even more when they are fragile. In fact, what can I do? There is really no way. I can only find things to do to divert my attention, even if I go out for a walk, do housework, and relieve anxiety.
In addition to things that we cannot control, we should adjust our emotions as much as possible, treat ourselves as a healthy person, cook, wash clothes, and go out to shop.
I am looking forward to my hair. It’s been a month since the chemotherapy has ended, and the hair can be left. There are so many white stubble that can’t tell whether it’s velvet or gray hair, but I’m worried that there will be more and more white hair. I always feel that only when my hair returns to normal can we return to normal.
Everyone is fine
