You'll be in chemo by the end of next week

Published by pam on Sun, 02/26/2012 - 10:49am

That's what the radiologist  tools me as she took a mass of flesh out of my chest.  
 
This is definitely a cancer and a fast growing one at that.  
 
She checked my old films.  There was no sign of anything abnormal.   She began recommending surgeons.  It would be my first stop in establishing a treatment plan.  Yes, she said, I would definitely lose my hair.  
 
Its always about the hair, isn't it?  I could hear the frustration in her voice.  It was still thinking about the hair.  With one foot in the grave, I was concerned about the hair.  
 
I asked her what I should tell my family.  My daughter was going to the state gymnastics competition in a few days.  Could I wait to tell her until after the competition?  Did I have a few days before I turned their lives upside down?  
 
Tell your husband right away, she said.  Tell your children after the competition.  But don't wait to see the surgeon.  And make an appointment with whoever can see you first.  You don't have a lot of time.
 
I made the appointment from the waiting room.  The surgeon looked good on paper.  The radiologist spoke highly of her.  Now all I could do was wait for the pathology to come back and confirm that this was all some kind of mistake.  A rare benign tumor.  That's what it was.  That's what it had to be.
 
I would laugh at the alarmist radiologist.  She told me I'd be in chemo by the end of the week.