You would think that having cancer and preparing to have both boobs taken off the next day would be enought stress? Apparently not. My day started off with my little one throwing up in my bed. Then the plumber shows up to fix the shower and has to rip down half a wall because of the improper way it was put in. And the the icing on the cake… waiting on hold for 55 minutes on tech support because our internet doesn’t work. What the hell else could go wrong??? seriously. Haven’t I had enough?