I will pick up on the last one. I got sick with an upper respiratory infection in the middle of January. I went to my doctor (general practitioner) to diagnose and treat me. This illness was tough and I had to get a few different medicines to get me through this to be well. It took weeks for me to feel better but I still had a hacking cough. Everyone said it would go away in weeks and not to worry. Fast forward to March 4. I still had the cough and share my news with my oncologist. She was NOT happy and said I should have called her. OOPS. I didn't think much of it because I was going to see her "soon". I know better. During my appointment I also told her about the pain in my hip that "comes and goes" since December. Again, she furrowed her brow at me and wasn't sure what I've been thinking. I told her that I just don't want to deal with this and thought things would be fine. Ha! I was wrong. She ordered a CT for my respiratory issue and a MRI for my hip. Then said, come back and see me in three weeks for results.
Now that I had these tests completed, waiting is all I have to do until Thursday. I keep shouting out, "I AM WELL! GO TO HELL (cancer)!". I repeat to myself that my cancer is still asleep and I am well. These tests will reveal NOTHING. Shout with me that I am well and cancer is still asleep.
I had a nice chat with my friend M, that is a breast cancer fighter, this morning. She encouraged me to see if I can get the appointment sooner than Thursday. She said out loud what I was thinking. I have a call in to the appointment department to see if I can get a time with my doctor on Wednesday.
Item #4311: Embrace today. Laugh. Giggle. Hug. Cry. Do it all and remember that you are blessed.
I love your guts!
