that is depressing.
Yesterday, i was talking to a woman in a lift where i work.Idle chit chat, about the new painted walls they have there. i told her its the same colour as my hall, she told me she needs to do her passage as well. then she was telling me that the nurses and staff are lovely and helpful. She told me, that she said to her young daughter, "that tonight she is coming home with new hair", as the hers is starting to fall out and its only been her first appointment in chemo! she had directions to shop to get fitted with wigs etc. Then she told me that her parents always brought her up to to believe that there is always someone worse off then then yourself. Also she has survived two heart attacks and now she has breast cancer. I was speechless, when we was outside we both figured out which direction she had to go to get her wigs.