So it has been a week, one week since I found out have Cancer… that is a word that makes you stop… whatever you are doing, when you hear that from your doctor…
So, you are having this conversation, and you are told “well I have bad news, your test shows cancer“, your heart stops… and you instantly think ” I’m not ready to die“, and to tell the truth there are a lots more thoughts that are not fully formed, they flash in and out so fast that it is heard to recall them all.
Then you leave work and go home, and your husband says “What are you doing home, you never leave work early?” and so you tell him, “I have cancer“. and you see that reaction, that reaction is a first uncontrollable inhale, then an “Oh My God, I’m so sorry” and that is the start of the week, and then you spend time taking it all in, deciding who you are going to tell.
So next you tell your family, and they all have the same reaction, that same reaction, and to tell the truth, at some point you stop telling people… because its you that has to deal with it… the thoughts that aren’t quite thoughts… its in the back of your mind, the waiting… for the actual diagnosis,the waiting … for what happens next.
After you get the call, you have to wait for another call, a call to schedule a scan, then after the scan, you wait for the results, after the results you wait for the doctor to confirm or deny what you thought about the scan…
In my case, that scan is good, and my next step is to go get some blood work, which gets sent to the doctors who will decide to schedule me for an operation…. and that’s where I am at right now… Get my blood work done tomorrow, and see what is next…