Walk for the Cure today

Well I'm dressed and ready to go. Cannot get over how down I am this morning. The only reason I am writing about it is because I hope by remembering the low the joy of the high will last longer. I'm relying on my spirit when I hit these valleys. No painkillers or Tylenol, Advil. OK if I get in pain I take something. But I am scared of today, I was so excited yesterday died my hair pink. few foils. I guess I just want to be Sue not a survivor not a someone going through this. Its hell. I used to be so in tune with my body. I knew everything, what day I ovulated, when the full moon would make my hair grow. (crazy but true.) So all my friends going through this with me. I hope tonight I am dancing on the ceiling with hope and stories and some joy, Want my joy back.