Why Did the Chicken Cross the Road?
Jul. 19th, 2011 06:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nightdog_barksSo. This is the post where I explain WTF is going on. *g* If reading about someone's health is not what you want to do, then please don't feel obligated to go any further and don't feel guilty about it. There's no way I'm going to judge anyone for something I wouldn't want to do myself.
A few weeks ago I was diagnosed with breast cancer. Yesterday I had a lumpectomy. This afternoon my surgeon (an amazing, wonderful woman) gave me some very good news -- (a) it hadn't spread, and (b) I should respond well to further treatment (it was progesterone-positive). It was Stage IIA.
The moral of the story?
Do not neglect mammograms because they hurt. I did, although a mammogram may not have caught this because it was positioned quite high up. So the other moral is -- if you suspect something's not quite right, go to the doctor. Ask a friend. Google. But do something, sooner rather than later. If I did it (and believe me, I'm the Queen of Denial), you can too.
As for the chicken ... it is the journey, not the destination. It's what we make of it along the way that counts.
A few weeks ago I was diagnosed with breast cancer. Yesterday I had a lumpectomy. This afternoon my surgeon (an amazing, wonderful woman) gave me some very good news -- (a) it hadn't spread, and (b) I should respond well to further treatment (it was progesterone-positive). It was Stage IIA.
The moral of the story?
Do not neglect mammograms because they hurt. I did, although a mammogram may not have caught this because it was positioned quite high up. So the other moral is -- if you suspect something's not quite right, go to the doctor. Ask a friend. Google. But do something, sooner rather than later. If I did it (and believe me, I'm the Queen of Denial), you can too.
As for the chicken ... it is the journey, not the destination. It's what we make of it along the way that counts.