There are some moments when everything calms down and all you can hear is your blood rushing in your ears. Waiting for the doctor to get on the phone to tell you the results of your scans is like that. And both times in the last 24 hours, the doctors we cajoled into telling us the news early (because Stan is on holiday), have told us GOOD NEWS. “Nothing malignant, other than what is already known” is what they say, and those turn out to be the most beautiful words ever.
So it’s still a bit of a trial—this is not the good news that lets me just get back to my life unhampered. There’s still surgery and radiotherapy. And then there’s hoping hoping hoping again that this is the last time I see this cancer.
But the alternative, the stage iv path, was horrific. When I told Aidan he danced around his room. “YESSSS! My mom isn’t going to die!” It’s been a hard week.
Thank you for all of the well wishes and pictures of dawns all over the world. Thank you for all of the many ways you have supported me. I will still be posting here about this next chapter of the cancer journey, but it is a much less frightening ride than it might have been.
I hope dawn is beautiful wherever you are…