At least I never did.
Last month I got a diagnosis no one would ever want to get: breast cancer.
I've become one of those "1 in 9 women get breast cancer" kind of people.
I've joined a new club. A sorority of sorts. Membership still feels surreal. Like a roller-coaster ride that doesn't end.
I never liked roller coasters.
I've been busy. I've already had what feels like 40 appointments since early February. Not that many, of course, but it feels like it.
Doctor, MRIs, blood draws, doctor, surgery, physical therapy, patient navigator, doctor, etc., etc. I meet the nutritionist Monday.
Phone calls keep coming. Bills that I cannot pay keep coming.
But I'm determined to keep going.
On the positive side, I have met the most caring most helpful health care professionals I could ever hope to meet at the brand-new Center for Breast Wellness at Griffin Hospital in Derby, Ct.
I cannot even put into words the good feeling I get when I walk into the building.
I really need to write about all that is going on, for my own sanity ~ everything seems to be happening at breakneck speed.
Sad to say I haven't been blogging lately; I haven't been visiting the wonderful blog friends I've made over the last four years.
I'm going to attempt an online journal of my new journey here on my humble blog. We'll see how it goes.