Well, it's a beginning at least. I met my oncologist, Dr. Couch and I like her. She seems passionate and shows compassion to my situation. She explained everything, of which most went right over my head. Thank goodness I had my sissy with me to absorb information. It's one thing knowing you have breast cancer (from a mammogram, ultrasound, or biopsy) but when you actually sit down and talk about test results and starting a chemo therapy treatment plan with your oncologist the realization sinks in and it sinks in hard. Tears started welling up in my eyes and the largest lump swelled in my throat. I had to tell myself to take a deep breath (in thru the nose out thru the mouth), take a deep breath, (in thru the nose out thru the mouth), take a deep breath..... Her mouth was moving but everything went silent. I stared at the painting on the wall of a single yellow rose and I thought of my grandma and I thought, ...
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