I have cancer. Those are three of the most terrifying words in the English language. I'm sure there are more that are equally terrifying. But those three, I have cancer, are the three words that are ruling my head, my heart and my soul right now.
My husband, Zerolove said those horrible words to me today. My heart literally stopped in my chest and I had to force myself to say, okay, what now. He went to the dermatologist last week to get a thing on his neck looked at. While he was there I asked him to go ahead and have a mole on his back looked at. Frankly, the chances of me getting him to go back to a doctor a second time are slim to none, usually none. The doctor was concerned about the mole so he took a biopsy of it. He called today, the mole was cancerous.
Fortunately it's Stage One and the doctor is fairly confident that we caught it in time. He is going to go in on February 12th and have it cut out at the doctor's office. Hopefully, they will get it all and this will never be an issue again. That is what I'm praying for.
I know that skin cancer is far from the worst type of cancer you can get. I've known people with many types of cancer. I've seen what it does to people. People close to me. But not this close. I doubt my ability to deal with it. I'm only so strong. Everyone has a breaking point.
When I met Zero I wondered for the longest time how I would ever be able to live with him. Not because of him, but because of me. Now I sit here, thinking about those three terrifying words and I wonder, how would I ever be able to live without him.
My husband, Zerolove said those horrible words to me today. My heart literally stopped in my chest and I had to force myself to say, okay, what now. He went to the dermatologist last week to get a thing on his neck looked at. While he was there I asked him to go ahead and have a mole on his back looked at. Frankly, the chances of me getting him to go back to a doctor a second time are slim to none, usually none. The doctor was concerned about the mole so he took a biopsy of it. He called today, the mole was cancerous.
Fortunately it's Stage One and the doctor is fairly confident that we caught it in time. He is going to go in on February 12th and have it cut out at the doctor's office. Hopefully, they will get it all and this will never be an issue again. That is what I'm praying for.
I know that skin cancer is far from the worst type of cancer you can get. I've known people with many types of cancer. I've seen what it does to people. People close to me. But not this close. I doubt my ability to deal with it. I'm only so strong. Everyone has a breaking point.
When I met Zero I wondered for the longest time how I would ever be able to live with him. Not because of him, but because of me. Now I sit here, thinking about those three terrifying words and I wonder, how would I ever be able to live without him.
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