November 22, 2006 § 7 Comments
I’ve always been intrigued by blogs. I wondered who had time to read them. I wondered who had time to write them. I wondered who cared. There’s a pile of unread New Yorkers by my bed to say nothing of the other literature peppered through the house near toilets and tables. So if you are reading this, you are most likely not reading a great article by Seymour Hirsch. What can I say, you’re my friend. Thank you.
Two weeks ago I was diagnosed with breast cancer. They say one in eight and it’s hard to not keep track. I’d be in a room with a dozen women and when there was no metastasis in sight, I felt a game of Russian roulette coming on. Once over the shock and awe (well not entirely over the shock and awe) It occurred to me that very basic statistics should have foreseen my outcome. I’m just not sure how regular mammograms overlooked a 3.6cm tumor.
When I’ve not been sobbing, sleeping, sharing, cat scanning, bone scanning, drinking, freaking or meeting with docs I’ve enjoyed brilliant support. Thank you.
Read, respond, shake your head in disbelief. Carcinoma streaming right at you along with every possibly attempt at finding a silver lining.