Daily Archives: March 8, 2013
So two days ago I was pissed off. So many doctors appointments, so much waiting, so much “so this is my life now??”
Today, the sun is out, trees are budding out, I still have cancer, but today it feels like everything will be just fine.
More doctors appointments on the docket before surgery day, to check out the uterine fibroid with “increased activity” on the PET scan. I knew I had the fibroid, so I’m not worried about it. The team at SCCA isn’t worried about it, neither was Virginia Mason. But everyone wants to have it looked at, so here we go. That’s next week, but today I have a nice, sunny day, our baby bunnies are getting their fur, and I just had a nice chat in the ladies room with a co-worker.
Everyone at work is great. I don’t get the sad face, I get the honest questions and comments “How are you doing, today?” “I love the blog!” and “You laugh a lot more than you used to.”
My friend in the ladies room, I told her my status, she talked about her own experience, for herself and members of her family. She said “Breast cancer is more controllable now than ever. You’re going to be fine.”
Today, I really believe that.