The Phone Call

June 30, 2014
A day I will never forget.  I was obviously extremely nervous, not knowing when the Dr. was going to call with my biopsy results.  Andy luckily did not have to work this week because of the 4th of July coming up, so I at least knew he was going to be home with me when the results came back.  Unfortunately he decided to go out for a run, and of course the Dr. would call at that time.  So I stepped outside with my phone and the Dr. told me the news, "I'm sorry Sheila, but just like I suspected the tests came back positive".  He assured me that they will have a plan and help me get through all of this.  He then told me a lady would be calling me later today and she would be my navigator.  She would help get appointments set up with the Doctor's and push things along.

I got off the phone and didn't know what to think.  I was in shock that this was happening to me.  I crumbled down and started bailing.  Both Gavin & Graysen were yelling, "Mom, What is wrong?  Mom, Mom".  They ran to me, and I just squeezed them.

Shortly after, I got a call from the navigator, Michelle.  She said the next steps will be to get in for an MRI and then also meet with the a surgeon.  She would call me back when she got a hold of my family Doctor, he needed to order the MRI and then also find out what surgeon he wanted me to see.

Andy finally got back from his run, some reason he decided to run for an hour or at least that's what it seemed.  He came in the door, and through my tears I said my results were positive.  He embraced me.  He tried telling me that things were going to be OK.  They were going to have a plan, and we would beat this.

I called my Mom and brothers, and Andy called his parent's and sisters with the news.  Everyone was very supportive and also said things were going to be OK, just try and stay positive.

Michelle called back and we were set for appointments on Tuesday, July 1 was going to be my MRI and Wednesday, July 2 we were meeting with the surgeon at 8 AM.  The pathologist would be reading my MRI and seeing how far the cancer has actually spread and the details of what we are dealing with.  My Mom  was on here way down so she could be there for another set of ears during all of the appointments.  We spent a lot of time on Google, just trying to understand what we could about cancer.  Looking up what kind of diagnosis I could have, and hoping for the best.

It's hard to describe all of the emotions.  I was shocked that something like this could be happening to me at such a young age.  How does someone just all of a sudden end up with cancer?  How was I going to be there for my kids?  My husband?  What if something happens and I don't make it?  God, please tell me how???  Please tell me why???  Please tell me I'm going to be OK, and live to see my kids grow up.

Now it was time to wait again.