Last Tuesday was one of the most torturous days of my life. I headed to school that morning knowing that at 2:10, at my appointment with Dr. Nibley, I would be given the results to my PET Scan. All day long, I kept fluctuating between the scan would be clear or that there would be cancer in my body. It was literally a roller-coaster ride all day long. There was this darling lady who came to school and had the first Community of Caring class put together Valentine’s treats for the Homeless Youth Center. I was so glad that she was there but found myself hardly able to talk with her and concentrate on what was going on. Ann Jensen has been teaching with me in Community of Caring this year and I don’t know what I would have done without her. She has been with me, supporting me, every step of the way with this unexpected health trauma.
But, back to story. When Joe and I got to the doctor’s office, we ended up waiting until 3:00 before we got to see Dr. Nibley. He came in and told us that the PET Scan was clear, meaning that there was no cancer anywhere else in my body. I was so overjoyed that I jumped up and hugged him. Joe and I were ecstatic. It was literally one of the happiest moments of my life! We couldn’t wait to tell our family members and friends. When I was checking out and making an appointment for my next visit, the receptionist told me that they don’t get to see too many happy events at their office. I really feel like so much has happened and that I got this miracle.
It has taken me a long time to write about this because it is all so much to take in and I had another procedure, Gamma Knife, to get ready for on Wednesday.
My favorite part about our happy Tuesday was that it was Mary’s birthday and she wrote this incredible message of gratitude on Facebook. We opened a bottle of sparkling cranberry juice that Sue Oldroyd had brought over before she left on her trip. We drank it in these cute red goblets feeling so relieved and happy about our news!
Now I’m just trying to process all that has happened in this short three week’s time. It’s really too much for me to take in all at once but I keep putting one foot in front of the other, trying to keep my house clean and my affairs in order and in that I think I may find solace and some order and peace.