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Breast Cancer Sucks, Love Amy: December 21, 2022: The Call

The Call.


I got the call from the doctors today:  Ductal Insitu carcinoma, grade 0, level of cellular aggressiveness medium.


What a day.  It started off cheerfully.  Our household was readying for celebrating Magnolia’s big day.  After a breakfast of pancakes-a-la-Zinnia, and with presents opened and enjoyed, we all piled into the car, on our way to a local fun center.  We were to make quick stop at my friend Stephanie’s house, then off to a day filled with go-carts, bumper cars, mini-golf, bowling, and Laser Tag!!!


We were on our way, on the freeway.  The weather was grey, and the traffic was relatively light.  Then I got the call, the one that I had been waiting for and kinda-maybe-sorta-dreading, right before our freeway exit.  The office assistant got me on the phone and then told me that they were going to put the doctor on the phone.  Oh, no.  This was not going to be good.  They never put the doctor on the phone to give you amazing news.  And of course, to warm himself up, the doctor, he asks me with exaggerated interest, how I’m healing from the biopsy.  The biopsy healing is fine, minimal issue. I say.  That’s when he tells me about the cancer. Erik, who was driving, missed our freeway exit.


After our first stop, we make it to the Fun Center.  Fortunately, at least for me, I was ignorant of the fact that everyone else in the car knew the results of my latest breast screening…  So I had a good time and the kids also had a good enough time to fool me into thinking that they were ignorant, at least for that day.


Then next day, I met separately with each kid and told them.


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