Waiting 7-10 days for a vacation, a new car, new furniture, an upcoming special celebration day is a piece of cake. Waiting for biopsy results……..PURE TORTURE. Fifteen years ago, I was in the same spot that Jeannie is in right now.
Oh, how I remember waiting those long days and longer nights for my results. My results were not good news. Stage II aggressive breast cancer.
Yes I am a breast cancer survivor and I’m also Jeannie’s sister in law. Jeannie, you have a huge circle of family and friends that are here to support you and wish you the best results next week.
It’s hard to believe it’s been fifteen years for me. I am thankful that I am here today to help blog with Jeannie and share our emotions with others that may be going through a similar experience. Everyone is different and each cancer is different.
I unlike Jeannie, wanted to be alone for my biopsy and I wanted to be alone when I got the news. People may not agree with my decision, but you need to respect that persons decision and do not judge.
Five years ago I was told I had cancer again. This time it was Stage III Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. Yes, I am a TWO TIME cancer survivor. I want to share with you a feel good story.
This past May, a good friend of mine who I also work with told me she had a rare stomach tumour. I hugged her tightly and whispered in her ear ”F’k Cancer” and she whispered back in my ear “Carole, you are my hero”.
I was taken by surprise by her comment but, I now know what she meant. We had a good cry and I told Lisa that I knew all about those crazy thoughts that were going through her head and that it was perfectly normal.
Few of us at work during the summer would hang out with Lisa enjoying the hot summer sun and a few cocktails along with a lot of laughs. Lisa had a long wait for various tests etc. etc. Surgery finally took place in July and Lisa was sent home to heal and then the WAITING BEGAN. I am happy to report that Lisa is one of few people who gets to hear this from a surgeon…”Lisa, your tumour was cancer, we got it all and you’re done, no treatments”.
It does and it can happen, news like this. Lisa told me one day that she felt guilty for getting such good news when I had been through hell twice and one of our other co-workers was fighting oesophagus cancer.
Good news or bad news, we just want to know, then move forward.
