ohayou gozaimasu (good morning). Tried Toyo last night for the first time. Cool resto with chefs who cook in front you. Our chef wasn't as animated as the dude at the next table, but hey he fed me and that's what counts. Ordered more sushi than I should have, but Sandra, Rosanna and I tried our best to consume the deliciousness. The idiot that I am, I decided to wear my tight jeans which are now tighter because of the weight I gained thanks to the miracle of chemotherapy. I literally woke up with a bruise on my hip bone for how much the jeans jabbed into my body. Totally worth it. I should have unzipped my pants at the resto, but hey don't want to give people the wrong impression...lol!
So here I am having such a amazing time, with great friends, good food and much needed liquor consumption and I am thinking to myself, friggin' awesome! To my surprise...lol...leftover sushi to take home. Guess who is eating it for breakfast with a strong cup of coffee. Damn straight.
Since being diagnosed my support system really overwhelmed me. I became surrounded by warmth, empathy and love. Much to my surprise people who I hadn't anticipated to be there, were. I have been blessed by these walls of protection for it saved my sanity throughout this experience. It's unfortunate how sometimes it is within a life-altering experience that you realize who your friends are and that's cool. I'd rather know now than 20 yrs down the road. Some people can't handle the intensity of illness and disease, but reality is...we all get our turn. My turn is now. My friends are my cradle, and our laughter is my medecine. We laughed so hard last night that it made me feel better than I have in a really long time.
Cheers to the crazies! Also a special thank you to Mike, the parking attendant dude. I got home safe, no worries.
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