Yesterday my heart fell to my knees and I was forced to drag it around all day. I had my second mammogram since my lumpectomy. As the technican handed me the sheet with post mammogram information and the important numbers to call if there were any questions, her parting words chilled me to the core: "You may be called back for additional imaging." The last time I was called back for additional imaging, my life changed for ever.
For the rest of the day I tried to find comfort in chocolate, cooking, and books. I was afraid. I was scared. I was anxious.
Today the phone rang and Michael gravely handed me the phone solemnly telling me "it's Group Health." "This is Diane," I whispered. "Hello, Diane. This is Patty from the Breast Center. And your mammograms are beautiful!"
All I could do was mutter words of thanks over and over again. I felt like dancing. What great news! News far too wonderful to keep to myself.
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Your one year anniversary of being cancer-free came the same week as our 32nd wedding anniversary. What a cause for celebration. I'm proud. I'm happy. I'm grateful. I'm thrilled. I laughed. I cried. This is better than "Cats". Your loving husband, Michael
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