Glamour ahead of the book's re-release on October 13, is just as powerful and relevant today. October 10, 1978I want to write about the pain.
The pain of waking up in the recovery room which is worsened by that immediate sense of loss. Of going in and out of pain and shots.
Of the correct position for my arm to drain.The euphoria of the 2nd day, and how it’s been downhill from there.I want to write of the pain I am feeling right now, of the lukewarm tears that will not stop coming into my eyes—for what?
For my lost breast? For the lost me? And which me was that again anyway? For the death I don’t know how to postpone? Or how to meet elegantly?