This last week started with my oncology appointment, as you know, and will end with the Nutcracker tonight, with family. There were many, many ups and downs and I feel the ride is just picking up speed.
I scheduled an MRI, an X-Ray (both on the 19th) and a post test, pre-op appointment with the surgeon (January 5th). That's when I'll get my surgery date and find out if I have the choice of keeping my breast or not --but that's another story. Last but obviously not least, I got a call from the Centre of Nuclear Medecine (or something like that) telling me they want to see me too. Hearing that on the answering machine is a little disconcerting, believe me!
Got into fights with the ones I love most, but in all that mess, raw honestly and real vulnerability was share like never before. For that, I am grateful. Found out my kid is, in fact, the smart ass D calls her --my kindergardener was evaluated to be of a grade 3 level, I kid you not. Our guess is she might skip a grade or two, which would make her 15 or less when she starts university. D is worried about this scenario, which father wouldn't. Had a really nice lunch with friends from work and got checked out by a crowd of middle aged men (that won't happen when I'm bald all over and flat chested), had a casual dinner with friends, and had a great night out with D.
Lastly, I've learned a lot about who I am, my baggage, my fears, and why I tick the way I do. Funny how this cancer is turning out to be the something that is forcing me to face life, not death.
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