"Overwhelming amounts of stress can cause confused and distorted thinking. When in a state of heightened stress, our perception of events is viewed from a place of self-protection where all of our resources are spent on calming our own internal state of discomfort. " Heather T. Forbes
Talk about distorted. I feel like I am looking at my life through the bottom of a coke bottle. I talked to the doctor that did my biopsy, Dr. Spigal, again tonight. Honestly, he is getting on my nerves. I feel like he is spoon feeding me information. It is like pulling teeth. Usually he returns my calls while on his cell phone driving on the highway. So I get about every other word. Tonight on the phone he told me that I actually have 2 kinds of cancer: DCI and IDC. He said that it was not a small area either. Best he could tell it was around 5 centimeters (what is that...about 2 inches? Jeepers!). He said to just wait and speak with the breast surgeon and let them explain everything. So Monday I will have some answers. I am not talking to Spigal anymore.
The best news of the day: MICHELE IS COMING! Thank you Michele. I am so glad I will not be alone and I am so glad Michele will be with me. I know that every one of my sisters would be here in a heartbeat if I asked. It is such a wonderful feeling.
I have not talked to God yet about my cancer. But I have been praying hard for patience with the kids. And he has helped me...a lot. Thanks God.
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