I am one of the lucky ones. it was benign. And I want to share something else. When this whole thing started back in March, I tried to stay calm, stay in the present, deal with the facts and stop myself(and others) from dealing with the what ifs. I had to keep telling myself that God had a plan for me and that whatever the outcome, if I stayed in the present, I would be able to handle it -one day at a time.
I had lots of support from my family and from this board. I didn't tell anyone outside of the family and this board gave me all of the support I needed. Like many other women, I do a lot of caretaking. My mother, my disabled son, help my daughter & her family. But on March 27th when the radiologist told me that there was a nodule, the "I don't give a darn" button got switched on. Suddenly I jumped to the head of the line in terms of needing my attention. I insisted that my husband and son learn how to shop and cook, which they are still doing. If my mother doesn't want to take her medicine, it doesn't bother me. The doctor will put her in a nursing home sooner than later, which is what I am trying to postpone.
And the strangest thing happened last Monday. I was thinking about
all of the changes I made in the past 6 weeks and I was suddenly grateful for the nodual. Honestly grateful.
I know that those of you who have have a different biopsy are fighting with all your courage to get well. And I want you to know that every night I say a prayer that soon things may turn around for you.
Thank you once again for all the support in the past 6 weeks. Linda
