Welcome! I live in a world where nothing seems organized to anyone but me. I'm constantly thinking. Even when my life is in an upheaval, I know where my keys are, unless you move them... I can't remember names or words for things, so I use similar words (Kitchen = Garage) I call very few people "friend" It's a title you earn. I don't use it loosely.Don't like my thoughts? Click the white"x"in the little red box and it'll go away. Still here? Enjoy the ride!
Friday, July 15, 2011
"I Know You"
Those were the first words out of the Breast Specialist's mouth. She asked about my mom and then everything else was matter-of-fact and mostly clinical. She said that while she could feel the lump, it "most likely isn't cancer." I go in for a mammogram and sonogram and other tests on the afternoon of the 25th, and then I see her on the 1st of August to follow-up and make any necessary decisions. Somehow I'm not really relieved.
Labels:
Appointments,
Cancer,
Disabilities,
Family,
Fear,
Illness
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