Archive of a Breast Cancer Survivor
12.02.04
Injection of Radioactive Dye for Bone Scan
It is the day before the scheduled surgery and I am being sent from doctor
to
doctor to have tests to determine if the cancer lives in any other part of
my body.
I feel optimistic, rather elated to an extent. Perhaps it is my naive state
that keeps me from breaking down and feeling sorry for myself. It’s as
if I am living in a bubble of uncertainty, and ignorance of things to come.
The true test lays ahead in
a fog of bravado—a road I have yet, in my adult life, to walk. I am simply
a child
in an adult body waiting to be born through the challenges of surgery and chemo.
To be born. To become. To be a survivor.