Monday, June 11, 2018
Her particular type of cancer is invasive lobular carcinoma. Basically it is cancer that has escaped the lobules in the breast and settled elsewhere, usually attacking the lymph nodes to begin with. She had a partial mastectomy and 5 lymph nodes removed.
Just the word cancer coming out of a doctor's mouth made me feel like I had swallowed a brick. There is no worse feeling I have had in memory. But the medical folks we had were so professional and upbeat, our initial feeling that Life is over only lasted long enough to get us wrapped up into the new battle we were to face. And I say we, because well, I may not be suffering from the cancer and have no idea how bad it can be, I am tagging along with someone who is experiencing the Big C first hand. I know what it is like to be married to it. That ain't no cake walk either.
It looks to be a smother trail from now on compared to the pre-surgery period. From the original diagnosis in October 2017 right up to surgery day last Thursday, uncertainty and fear of the unknown permeated our outlooks.
Now at least, something has been done proactively. I won't say we (especially my wife) have relaxed. Our anxiety level however has dropped much of the fear and settled us into cope mode.
Jeez, it boggles my mind that I can talk so casually about it, but well, it is what is happening in my life at the moment and I felt the need to share.
90% of the positive in all this is my wife's attitude. To her this is nothing but a pain in her ass. It is getting in the way of her business and she is not happy. Her outlook is let's deal with it and move on. What a bad ass she is.
Keep it 'tween the ditches ....................................
Image from Health & Symptoms