the answer to the question posed in my last post is: we move forward. forward, but with a tighter grip on each other, and on life • there’s been a lot of waiting (on doctors, on test results, on phone calls) and a lot of firsts - my first visit to a cancer center (sobering), my first ct scan, and my first time having the thought that I might not be around to see my children as adults. that thought, even if just for a moment, for a few days, or a few weeks—can be life-changing. priorities suddenly become crystal clear.
here’s the good news we just received: there are no signs of pulmonary nodules, meaning no sign of metastasis in my lungs. that is a huge relief, and something to celebrate. I will still need a second surgery to remove the rest of my tumor, which will happen this month (after more docs and more waiting, of course). moving forward, I’ll be monitored for the rest of my life, as “DFSP” is a reoccurring, albeit slow-growing, cancer. I’m still getting used to that word.
the week I was diagnosed, my horoscope said that “the universe will be giving you a speed bump”...and I love that description. being forced to slow down can be quite a gift, and my perspective on life has most certainly been altered. I feel so much more attentive, overwhelming grateful, and lucky. as we enter this season of gratitude, I am filled to the brim with it. I have truly felt the love sent my way lately, and I can’t thank you all enough for the support. 🖤