So, I'm finally scared...
It took some time, but I'm finally realizing just how not good things are right now.
For those of you who don't know, and for those of you who just want to hear it again, I have cancer.
I have thyroid cancer, I found out on June 2. And while, i knew from the time i first felt the lump on my neck that it was a possibility, i never really worried about it. Then when i went to my doctor and he wanted me to have blood work done, i still didn't think it could be anything serious. Then when I had to go to a surgeon to have a biopsy on the lump, i never believed i would have anything serious. Then the night i got back from Virginia Beach with Ricki after celebrating our second anniversary my mom called and told me to come home right away.
Even when she told me that the doctor called and said i had cancer, it never seemed as serious as it should have. I kept looking at the whole situation in small parts. I looked only at what i had to do next. Once I found out, it was calling a surgeon to schedule a meeting. Then it was getting a CAT scan, then it was actually meeting the surgeon, then it was having an MRI, and scheduling surgery.
Well, now i've done everything but actually go in for my surgery. I go to Jefferson in the city on Tuesday morning. The surgery will take about six hours, and i'll be asleep with a machine breathing for me. Now that i have nothing ahead of me except the actual surgery i have very little to distract myself. I've been terrified that last few days. Ricki's been the only one that's seen it. If she wasn't around i know i'd be crazy right now.
I'm so thankful for everyone who has been supportive and prayed for me/wished me well with this.
sorry this wasn't funny
For those of you who don't know, and for those of you who just want to hear it again, I have cancer.
I have thyroid cancer, I found out on June 2. And while, i knew from the time i first felt the lump on my neck that it was a possibility, i never really worried about it. Then when i went to my doctor and he wanted me to have blood work done, i still didn't think it could be anything serious. Then when I had to go to a surgeon to have a biopsy on the lump, i never believed i would have anything serious. Then the night i got back from Virginia Beach with Ricki after celebrating our second anniversary my mom called and told me to come home right away.
Even when she told me that the doctor called and said i had cancer, it never seemed as serious as it should have. I kept looking at the whole situation in small parts. I looked only at what i had to do next. Once I found out, it was calling a surgeon to schedule a meeting. Then it was getting a CAT scan, then it was actually meeting the surgeon, then it was having an MRI, and scheduling surgery.
Well, now i've done everything but actually go in for my surgery. I go to Jefferson in the city on Tuesday morning. The surgery will take about six hours, and i'll be asleep with a machine breathing for me. Now that i have nothing ahead of me except the actual surgery i have very little to distract myself. I've been terrified that last few days. Ricki's been the only one that's seen it. If she wasn't around i know i'd be crazy right now.
I'm so thankful for everyone who has been supportive and prayed for me/wished me well with this.
sorry this wasn't funny