I’m the youngest of five kids, all girls. I have one sister that, over the past. . .oh, ten years or so, I’ve been very close to.
A couple of months ago she went to the ER with what she suspected was a kidney stone, and was sure involved a kidney infection.
Long story short, she had a stone and several related infections, but the CTScan that showed the stone also showed a mass in her right breast.
Cancer kind of runs in our family.
More: our family doesn’t have cancer ‘survivors’, it has cancer victims.
So, having the space, the money, and the background (I worked for a number of years as a home health care provider), I told her she had to come live with me. OK, she didn’t have to, she’s a grown woman. But my husband and I both felt strongly about it, and she didn’t like her current situation anyway. . .so she came to live with me.
We found her a general care doc, who recommended a surgeon, who ran some tests. . .and yeah, the mass is cancer. May or may not have spread to her lymph nodes. The surgeon sent her to an oncologist.
Tomorrow, February 12th, we go “into town” (a half-hour from the middle-of-nowhere we live in) for her pre-op testing. On the 15th, she will have a lumpectomy, and also testing to see if, and how far, it has spread into her lymph nodes.
This is going to sound horrible, and there’s no way to make it not sound horrible, but of all my sisters this could have happened to. . .
I don’t know what I’d do without her. She’s only 53. I’m not ready to lose her.
I know that breast cancer is not the death sentence it used to be.
But damn.
I’m scared.
Prayers, good thoughts, vibes, whatever. . .
This community’s never let me down. Please be here for me now.