What is to come...

Waiting Room at the Oncology office on Wednesday

It's the wee hours of Thursday morning.   The long day that was Wednesday with  doctors' visits was over.... sleep was not my friend although I was extremely tired.  
I started at 9:00 in the morning and didn't arrive home until almost 4 pm.   The Oncologists' I met with are special people who really cared and treated me with dignity, understanding and warmth.  All of which I needed on this day as my reality began to set in.

I find that on nights like these instead of laying in bed with a million things swirling in my head, that it is better and more beneficial for me to get up and write down my thoughts.  Not necessarily to publish, but just to get them down on paper and sometimes things take a more rational perspective.

The good news is that I don't need chemo therapy!  Radiation therapy is recommended....5 days per week for 3 - 7 weeks!
I have to do another mammogram to determine that my doctor got everything out before any therapy can begin...not looking forward to that procedure either!

When I came home from the doctors I decided that for the rest of the day I was not going to try to be brave and strong but just to let it be...
It's these times I wonder why me and what did I do wrong to deserve all this???

I still try not to lose sight that things could be worse.  I have lots of great family support, I am still here, awesome friends and still enjoy life to max... still creating wonderful memories.

Nothing is perfect, and making the best of what is presented is my way of doing it but...