Kicking Breast Cancer's Butt

I haven’t written for a while.  Been busy doing life.. working, dealing with family stuff.. watching important TV shows.

There is a point now where this is all just so integrated into life, its is part of normal.  We joke, we laugh.. we get bored we get cranky.

This is probably a three act play.. with bad pacing…

Act I – Diagnosis and discovery – Frodo takes the Ring on the Road…

Act II – Really isn’t watching a castle full of secondary characters getting stormed a bit boring?  Ok we pretty much know what is going on and waiting for surgery and beyond.

Act III – Kicking its butt.. change and change and fatigue and more… with a final dip in the surgery pool for reconstruction…  The Ring goes in the Volcano and all is good.

We did the ultrasound of the girl parts today.. still looks like a fibroid, just a bit larger.. Tina asks.. “do they grow”.. I said “of course it started from zero. ”  But the person doing the scan who as very respectful and talked about what he as doing just enough.. kept calling it a fibroid,, not “the mass” etc.  So I hope that means it is what we all think.. an annoyance…

But today my emotion going to the test was annoyance.. Not doing my job, gotta drive into the city (gee I am channeling my dad) .. not planning on learning anything new.. but it has to be done.

“We have normality. I repeat, we have normality. Anything you still can’t cope  with is therefore your own problem.”

 

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