Monday morning is the MRI..then I don't have to do anything else until Jan. 6, when I go for the surgical consult.
I can just try to 'be' during the holidays, and I like that idea.
Yesterday, I experienced my first full day since diagnosis without crying, and without panic. I call that a win!
The breast and arm pit still hurt a bit, but the spots are doing great, and feel a LOT better than just yesterday, even. There wasn't any blood yesterday, either, for the first time, so this morning, I was not afraid in the shower.
Ahhhh.....FINALLY washed the entire area under running water.
My breast looks tie dyed, though...I posted on facebook that it's proof that I am a hippie at heart!
Reframing....reframing....reframing.
I do NOT... "have" cancer.
Cancer exists in part of my body, but I claim NO possession of it. None what so ever. It's not mine, and I don't HAVE it.
I claim no affiliation with it.
It is an unwelcome spirit. It is an interloper. An invasive species of the body.
And it WILL be cast out. Fully.
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