I thought the surgeon was joking. literally. i guess that would be a bad sense of humor. The whole way they were all so dismissive of what I found being anything... Well, I guess we could do a core biopsy, but I don't see anything, do you want it? I'm like "want" is not the right word, but I'm here, so I guess so. No family history, too young at 36 going on 26. I exercise i eat well. So, whatever, statistics, statastics. I'm always the exception to the rule.
I spent the summer in Seattle at what I thought was my last visit with my father. I am so blessed that it was not. I had found a Mentos shaped but half the sized lump randomly and suddenly in April I think and went to my doctor. She was comfortingly dismissive and told me she would recommend testing because the patient found the lump, but it was most likely nothing. Then I went to Seattle where my dad was in critical care suddenly for MRSA. We moved him and waded through some family baggage before I left. I knew i had opened a healing process there. My auntie planned a visit which coincidentally took place the week of my first surgery. She is a healer for me and again, I am so lucky.
So when my surgeon told me what they found was cancer, I was first very unemotional, I didnt feel any differently than the day before. I wasn't about to go buy a pink outfit and start walking for commercial fundraising. I guess the doctors are impressed at the way I deal with things. "You are handling all of this very well" How am I supposed to handle it? I don't know because it has never happened before and I don't know what is ahead of me. All I know is I do not want to personify this process. It is not ME that HAS this cancer. I don't want to own that and I don't want it as part of my identity. This is a process that I am going through and I am not afraid or worried for its outcome. I appreciate my place in all of it and am thankful for the insane grace that has surrounded me for it.
I just happen to do my day-gig at a health college where I know and have access to dozens of western and eastern healers. I had been doing acupuncture weekly there for about six months successfully quelling other ailments and felt secure in the use of eastern medicine in my process. If a process like this could be blessed, mine must be the most blessed.
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