So, I Have Cancer

Well, yesterday, it was confirmed that I have breast cancer. Now, I wait until Monday to find out how we’re going to treat it.

I walked into the doctor’s office at 2:30 PM with a blood pressure of 122/75. When I got to my next appointment at the dentist (at 3:10 PM), it was 149/98. As of no surprise, I was a little anxious.

Since then, I do well when I’m busy, but when I’m not, when I have a moment to think, I breakdown a little. As a matter of fact, I cried myself to sleep last night.

Apparently, the results were known on the 12th, but I didn’t receive them till yesterday. I’m sort of glad of that.

What’s next? Writing. I’m not really doing well, so I’m going to write about it because that’s how I process things best.

Have you ever been in an uncomfortable situation and walked out?
Have you ever met that annoying person and walked away?
Have you ever tasted something nasty and spit it out?

Well, this is like being in an uncomfortable place, but you can’t leave. It’s like being chained to that annoying person. It’s like having to eat something disgusting. It’s like having something evil inside of you, yet you can’t get away from it.

It is NOT a good feeling. AND, those aren’t the only feelings I’ve been experiencing. Here’re some more.

Guilt – because I haven’t maintained a healthy diet, so my cells aren’t as empowered as they could be.
Shame – because of all the men I’ve let touch my breasts, my body.
Fear – because I don’t flippin know the road ahead (but I’ll keep moving forward).
Disgust – because I feel dirty with cancer inside me.
Sadness – because I’m sad.

Those are just some of the things I’ve been feeling. I’m sure they’ll be more, but as they say, “Life goes on, so I need to get over it.” …easier said then done.

Anyway, I need to get to work. Pray I don’t breakdown until after work.

Thank you all for supporting me through the time you’ve known me, and thank you all for your prayers and good thoughts!

Church in the Park

On Saturday, a friend had visited Lee and found out he’d taken a fall, hurt himself, but was okay. I knew I’d wanted to go see him but didn’t know when.

During December, I was sick most of the time and knew visiting Lee was out of the question because getting sick was the LAST thing he needed, so I kept my distance but always kept him in prayer.

When I “did” feel better, I just didn’t make the time to make the drive to Balboa Park, but once I found out about him recovering from a fall, I felt an urgency to see him. Continue reading

Bus Ride with God

This morning, I went out to the fair to dance with my flags and went home shortly after. I’m thoroughly convinced that God will use everyone right where they’re at: He was moving through people in worship; He was moving through people who were praying afterward; He was moving through me on the bus. Continue reading

Hope without Jesus

On Saturday evening and Sunday morning, the kids and I participated in the local “Relay for Life,” a twenty-four hour event about cancer. They raise money, walk laps, and join together to fight against cancer. We’ve been doing it for years, but this time, I walked seeing things a little differently. Continue reading