I am writing this blog so my friends and family can follow my journey through cancer. Cancer is not new to our house. My fiance, David, has had two cancers in as many years. And, although I went through everything with him, my experience was as a support role. Now the roles are reversed and I couldn't ask for a better Cumaean Sibyl to my Aeneas.
March 12th I had a colonoscopy and the doctor told me while I was still coming out of anesthesia that they had found a mass. He called me on my cell phone while on a business trip to tell me that it was cancer. I was in a panic, I called David because I was paralysed with fear. It was almost a month later before we met with the various doctors at SCCA that would be treating me. The treatments they described sent me into a tail spin of anger, denial and disbelief. It was going to take a year of radiation/chemo, then surgery, then more chemo and then a final surgery to cure me of my colorectal cancer. I am extremely active, strong and healthy. I will lose all of this in order to beat the cancer. After being piss-y I've pretty much accepted it, what are the alternatives?
I've been through my first week of treatment with no side effects. David feels I will have about a month before I really start to feel tired. I must say, if you are going to get cancer, Seattle is the best place to be. Everyone at SCCA has been great, despite my surliness.
I've told my family, closest friends and immediate co-workers. Everyone has been very supportive. I read an article in the WSJ about how to talk to a friend that is ill. There is some really good advise here, please read.
I promise some pictures in posts to come. Thank you.
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And, my sweet, when you called, we already knew what was to be said. And we went to Willows Inn on Lummi Island for dinner when you came back. A memorable week for so many reasons.
A wonderful weekend, and I plan to do a separate post just on that. Thank you for so much, my love.
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