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I have left the stage of nervousness behind a long time ago. I am now a calm mess. No fidgeting, just a quiet stage of waiting to hear the verdict. It’s going to be good because the bad already happened. It can’t happen again.
Tag: <span>Waiting</span>
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Next week about his time, surgery will be over and I assume I will be laying happily and drugged up in a bed in the Cancer hospital. I still have a hard time with the fact that I am a patient in a cancer hospital, but I have learned to appreciate the nurses and doctors and as always, I have adjusted nicely to everything that the universe has thrown in my direction.
Time is crawling, not flying as usual. Seven more days! Next Monday at 8 am I will sit or lie in a cold hospital room, talking to doctors and nurses I have never met (and hope to never meet again) because meeting them again would be bad news I suppose. Biopsy!
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How honest should I be on my blog? I always wondered about that. I could answer, “I am fine”, which I am, but that’s only the tip of the iceberg, a facade because most of us have the same defense mechanism. “I am fine,” isn’t that the answer we mostly give, even when we are not?
