I’ve been traveling about cyberspace a lot since my diagnosis. Toddler planet introduced me to the world of blogging and sharing my journey….and well….I’m getting addicted. I can’t tell you why it’s so therapeutic to write but for some reason it just is. There have been times over the past five months that I haven’t had the energy to return phone calls or go out with friends, but I can sit down and write and I know you’re listening. And that’s enough. I know you care. Even when you don’t post I can see the numbers rising and I know my friends are checking in and praying. That’s a really good feeling. So I keep writing. Three kids keep me from doing it every day, but I will write and keep telling you my story. Right now my prayer is that I will make it another year without having to tell you there is a recurrence or mets (metastasized cancer) anywhere. As of now I am clear and the biopsies done at surgery will certainly tell us more. Like if there are any positive lymph nodes left. I am praying that it reveals nothing but dead tumor and clear lymph nodes.
My friend Martha went to meet Jesus yesterday morning. She had battled breast cancer for 10 years. I sat with her on Friday evening and she was as happy for me (my good MRI results) as one can be in the last moments of life. What an inspiration she has been to those around her.