Episode IV
NaBloPoMo #5
Seriously, someone needs to slap all the Star Wars references out of my head. Must be the CPAP breathing machine that makes me identify with Darth, and the newly honed Jedi (Jen-nai?) Mind Control powers I'm busting out all over the place. All I know is I've been running around making the wookie noise, as demonstrated by these fine fellows:
Anyway, I'm just getting warmed up with the Star Wars conceit. Heh. Where was I? Ah yes... A NEW HOPE.
So, we finally met with a surgeon, who gave us the low-down on all the pathology and MRIs and sonograms and mammograms and all that stuff. We did our freaking out last week, so we were pretty calm during the appointment. Well, my sister was calm, but my mom and I were busy making bad puns and being snarky and laughing. Anyway, we came away with a better understanding of what is happening with my sister's cancer, and what all we might do about it.
Next on the agenda is a second opinion, and then, shut mah mouth and slap the chicken, surgery.
I promise not to get all Cancer Blog over here - I'm setting up another blog to keep track of some of my own impressions as we go through this process, and if she's feeling up to it, a place for my sister to brain-dump. As I've said before, this really isn't MY story to tell, and I don't think I'm entitled to share ALL the details in this space (or in any online forum, really) without my sister's express permission.
About two years ago, I announced, rather out of the blue, that I intended to go to Machu Picchu for my 40th birthday, and that I would be dragging her happy ass along with me. Let's see... she runs marathons, and I watch 12 hour episode marathons of things like Mythbusters. Who is going to be dragging whom?
Anyway, I told her at the pumpkin patch that when her treatment is concluded, we're going. And she said "You don't even like hiking." I was sort of envisioning riding donkeys. Then we could say things like "Go faster, you stupid ass!" or "Move your ass!" or "Does this ass make my ass look big?"
You know you want to come on that trip.
Comments
I don't mind the cancer talk at all, but I understand why you don't want to "take over" your sister's story. But if you want to brain dump here as well, go ahead. The trip sounds fantastic. How about, "Get your head away from your ass."
Posted by: terena | November 7, 2009 9:40 AM
i just happened across your blog. when my sister was 27 she was diagnosed with breast cancer. she had a lumpectomy, chemo, and radiation over 6 mos. and is now in remission (5 years and counting.) she is now married and has a beautiful 16 mos. old son. it's a crazy thing to go through at such a young age. hang in there. sending good, healthy energy to your family.
Posted by: Julia | November 11, 2009 10:58 AM