I think that might be my favorite phrase in the English language. Well... okay, 2nd favorite phrase. It comes right behind "Okay, ma'am, here are your shredded beef tacos. Can I get you another Corona?"
I have been breathing sigh after sigh of relief for the last half hour since Dr. Kimm called to deliver my 2nd favorite phrase. Knowing what I'm dealing with, just the original tumor and no metastatic lung, ovary or brain involvement, makes this whole situation 90% less-scary to me. Now it's just a boring ol' bilateral mastectomy with reconstruction and 18 weeks of chemotherapy. Piece of cake! These are things that I've accepted and come to terms with over the last 3 1/2 weeks since diagnosis. Metastasis was NOT on my list of things I was ready to accept with open arms.
I finally feel like I can and will beat this thing because I'm no longer worried that it's lurking around other corners. I have breast cancer, which is TOTALLY doable. I'm not pretending that I'm stoked about the mastectomy, which is two weeks from tomorrow, or that I've got an easy road ahead of me. I'm just really glad to finally know that the road didn't get any more difficult than it already was. Like, yunno, trudging along a bumpy road to see the bridge up ahead get blown up or something. But no! My bridge wasn't blown up. I continue to walk this long and winding road but at least I have the bridges and don't have to find another way around. (Wow, this metaphor is wearing thin...) You get my point.
*sigh*
Now I can really enjoy graduation on Friday afternoon, my cousin Dave's wedding that night, and the C-21 graduation party on the 14th. No more monsters under the bed. The monster is sitting right there at my dinner table for all to see. Monsters aren't so scary when they're sitting at the dinner table. Everyone knows that. :)
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