Sunday Morning

by | Jul 25, 2021

This weekend was a little different than most.  After the meeting with the doctor on Friday I was feeling hopeless and lost.  What we found out is I do have cancer and it is likely a primary GI cancer.  We still don’t know the origin so I will be getting a PET scan to see if that can be determined.  I never knew this but some cancers are never able to be found and are classified as cancer of unknown origin.  It can make treatment hard without knowing the primary origin.  I am praying this PET scan will give us the answers we need so I can get the most appropriate and effective treatment.

In the mean time, I will start chemotherapy in the next few weeks.  Just writing this is making me break out in an anxious sweat.  The therapy I will be on should save my hair, I have ton of it anyway, and shouldn’t make me too nauseous.  Apparently chemotherapy has come a long way.

one of the weird feelings of this is my fear of being alone.  I am not usually someone who needs people around all the time but this feeling is so real right now.  Brooke is living in West Chester and Luke left for 10 days of hiking in New Mexico.  I am grateful Eric has been so patient with me through all this.  I even slept at his house last night.  Mornings are the worst for some reason.  I struggle to get out of bed then struggle to get my day moving.  Morning walks have been helpful in so many ways.

I am grateful to everyone who has reached out.  You all have a special place in my heart.  God willing. I will get through this and I am sure I will be needing you all in some way soon.  Thank you for being a part of my life.  I will carry you with me always.


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