Tuesday, August 10, 2010

The Beginning

(Stardate: Tuesday, June 24, 2008)

"Yeah, it looks like cancer."

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

(No reaction to my cursing.)

"It's treatable."

(Notice she didn't say "curable").

"But I want another kid."

"Not right now."

"Is there a chance it's not cancer?"

"No. Probably not."

"How bad is it?"

"From the radiology report and the mammogram films?  Stage 3B."

Stage three?  What makes it B?

"Am I going to live?"

(long pause)

"You'll need chemotherapy and radiation."

Holy fucking shit.

This cannot be happening.

My OB/GYN told me it was a swollen milk duct. 

So did the mammography techs nine months ago.

I want another kid.

Somebody make this stop.

(To be continued) 


Cheryl said...

Scary stuff. Updates please.

captain corky said...

I didn't realize it was so recent... Thank you for opening up to us.

Lieutenant Ilia said...

I'm still on the green side of the grass. :-)
Things were looking rather grim for a while. I'll post what happened next later on today.