August 20th 3:00pm
The call finally came in yesterday. I had waited all week, dealt with anxiety and even walked myself through scenarios hoping it would lighten the time the news came. When I got the initial news last week that I had an 85% chance of having cervical cancer, made it the longest week yet of my life.
The Dr who called, started with small talk. Asking how I was healing after the biopsy. It was going ok, as best as I could and I let her know this. She then proceeded to tell me I have in fact been diagnosed with cervical cancer.
I cried at the news. She told me I now will be expecting MRI, CT scans and some additional appointments from the cancer center. 😓🙏 She mentioned surgery and radiation will most likely be my course. I ask her what my chances are, and she said she can’t say because she needs more tests done. So now I pray and cross my fingers for another few weeks until I have a better idea of what I’m up against.
Yesterday I set my timer and had my family set a timer for 24 hours to cry. From here on out, I need support during my hard times to keep me happy. I’ve spent the whole year trying to find out what’s wrong with me; and if it wasn’t for my persistence, I wouldn’t have known. The Dr did recommend last week I not get checked for another 1.5 years… could you imagine where’d I be if we hadn’t pushed 🤷🏼♀️ Happiness can help heal. Love heals. Support heals. I need prayers 💕
I’m scared for this next journey in life, but believe I’m here to overcome. I won’t let this defeat me. I have learned how to protect both my daughters for their future. It may have started the fight, but I will win this one.