Feeling Slightly Normal

​I told a few more people about my situation today.  I swear, the more I talk about it the better I feel.  It doesn’t change what’s happening inside of me (the cancer part) but mentally it’s such a relief to have others bear the weight with me (sorry friends and family!).

Talking with Deb helps so much - she's open and willing to share her experiences and helps me understand what I can expect for the surgery and my recovery.  She's given me a better understanding of the limitations I'll have when I get home from the hospital, and although I'm not looking forward to them, I think knowing what to expect will prepare me mentally/emotionally.

After our long day yesterday (we went to Rock the Garden and then an after show at 1st Ave) I was exhausted.  I slept for eight and a half glorious uninterrupted hours, woke up and went for a run, showered, made a quick Target stop and made my way to Faribault.  Sounds pretty much like any other day huh​?  ​I refuse to let cancer disrupt my life.

Jason and I at top; Missy (a great friend from high school) and I at the bottom left,
and then Joelle (a great friend from college) at the bottom right.

I had a very successful talk with my dad, who I was super nervous to talk to about it all.  His mother passed away from colon cancer when he was a little boy and I think all he knows of cancer is that people don’t survive it.  Until me, muahahaha!  He was encouraging and positive and asked questions and seemed to be doing ok.  Of course that didn’t stop me from calling Adam on my way back to St. Paul to have him check in with Dad in the next day or so.  Everyone needs to be checked on once in awhile. 

Waking up early for the MRI tomorrow morning to see if there are any additional hot spots in my breasts/armpits.  Hoping to get a little more information about my schedule of appointments in the next week too.  Let’s get surgery on the books please!!