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First, I'd like to thank StephBee Author IconMail Icon for the beautiful awardicon I received for this Blog/Diary. Much appreciated.

These are my experiences, adventures, things I like to share, which might be, but not limited to, recipes, healthy living ideas, art, stories, craft work, such as needlework, sewing; wreath making, guitar, homeopathic remedies. Or maybe none of that. Haha

I look forward to seeing what kinds of things you might like to share too.

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Update: I decided to change the content rating because of adult subjects.

February 20, 2025 at 7:04am
February 20, 2025 at 7:04am
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I may as well get this over with. The tests came back.

I have breast cancer Stage 2. I found out first when I asked for test results and my doctors office handed the biopsy report to me. It had thirteen pages of what they did and what the test results revealed. I didnt read them until I got to my car.

What I hadn't expected was the bad news. I honestly thought they were wrong, until I saw it in black and white. I can't even describe accurately what that felt like. But it was a sinking feeling. Like I got stunned.

I was soppose to have someone call me from the other doctor's office, but my phone was messed up. Wierdly enough, I could recieve calls through my car's bluetooth system.

But in that moment, I was alone and still reading the important words over and over. How could this be?

Cancer. It kills. And so I sat there, mostly silent and still, wiping away the reluctant tears spilling out of my eyes.

This I hadn't anticipated.

The only way to get rid of it was to let them cut me open.

Who would take care of my son? It's not like I'm just getting a tooth pulled and would be up and around in a few days.

Then recently, I met and talked to the surgeon and oncologist. I kid you not, their names are Doctor Ching and Doctor Chang.

At least it's not Cheech and Chong. Right?

Anyway, we had our consultation. They are experts in their fields. I'll have about five people or more on my care team. Surgeon, oncologist, physical therapist, psychologist, etc. I might not need radiation or chemo.
I think she said my cancer is estrogen based. So that means I may have to take a pill daily to keep that under control.

Right now, I'm disappointed that the things I had planned can't happen until after my surgery and I'm healed, and then I'll have a second surgery for reconstruction. So there will be a plastic surgeon also.


I have had to deal with so many things these past few years, as I'm pretty sure other people have had to also. I just wish it would go away. I recall reading sonewhere a saying that often you have to get rid of the old in order to be ready for the new.

I know that I must and will face this the best that I can and will see what miracles happen. There are no other options.




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