I have had a swack of appointments in the last couple of weeks along with a very exciting - yet nerve wracking - surprise phone call.
What I think many people and providers forget is the impact that the diagnosis, treatment and procedures have on my little people. Em is 6 and D is 3.
That weekend was hard. I went through the ultrasound report, looked up some of the things I didn't know... Given the information that I had it would be 3B - advanced stage cancer.
It was 'easy' to find the lymphnode and get the wire hooked into the right spot, but my medial tumor was much more challenging. Gotta make it interesting right?
Time to cut these traitors off
I am a recovering perfectionist... I am striving to be unapologetically myself through the life-altering experience that is cancer diagnosis and treatment...