I had a big scare this weekend - without going into details that might make a lot people queasy ( because it still makes me queasy to think about it ) I had completely convinced myself that I had the big " C ". I mean
completely convinced myself.
And then the strangest thing happened. Instead of panicking, a very strong sense of calm took over me.
Me, Miss Drama Mama.
I did not cry.
I completely went into organizational mode.
I made sure my insurance papers were in order.
I taught John how to use Craigs list
I put together a bag with deodorant - tooth brush - toothpaste.
I told John where he could buy me a housecoat ( because mine is covered in paint )
I separated jewellery into envelopes for my children.
I sterilized the toilet
I did not cry.
I put cards on furniture that's listed for sale so he would know how much to charge.
I answered as many emails as I could
And then I asked John to take me to the hospital.
I did not cry when I was given top priority -
Or when I was seen ahead of everyone else in the room -
Or when the first Doctor called in a second doctor - who called in a third doctor and I was still
quite calm when the 4 and finally the top honcho ( the 5th doctor ) was called in to check me out.
I answered all questions - dealt with all the feeling and touching and probing, dry eyed.
I listened while they told me they were going to skip one test completely and move on to the next one
for the next morning -
I came home that night - and did all that I had to do - and prepared myself for what was to come.
I did not cry the next morning when they wheeled me in as a top priority patient - or when they explained that there would be some discomfort -
Or when the nurse grabbed my hand and squeezed it hard as she could just when the fear was starting to get the best of me..
And then it was all over.
I woke up in the recovery room to the most beautiful site
The doctor was standing over me - beaming from ear to ear -
It's not cancer - she whispered.
I jumped up and grabbed her and hugged her as tightly as I could -
And then I cried -
and I cried
and I cried.
And now I can get ready for the only big " C " I want in my life.
Let Christmas begin!
Enough with the emotional posts - lets get some humour back on this blog
:)
Makeovers will resume shortly lol - scout's honor!
Christmas shopping will not be completed until the last box of chocolates
has been wrapped for the
staff angels that took care of me yesterday morning.
Oh and I'm 8 pounds lighter today - hmmm if I went through this a couple of times a year....................
