Biopsy is slated for Wednesday, February 4 and CT Scans Friday, February 6. My expectations are that the biopsy will show renal carcinoma, and the CT scans are negative.
I am dumping my BFF of 40+ years. First of all, she thinks she knows me. I’ve changed over the years. My favorite band is not The Police. It was when I was in high school. My favorite color is not black any more. She has no idea what I am now.
Secondly, she is not supportive. She is homebound because she is afraid of going out and falling. And her idea of support is telling me about all the people she knows who died of cancer, including her father. He had colon cancer that spread to his liver, and he was gone in three months after diagnosis.
Like I needed to hear that.
So I’m walking around with a big red “C” on my forehead, thinking I’ll die in three months. Because of that, I’m scared. Petrified. I don’t have my life in order! I don’t have a will. Nobody knows my wishes.
It’s all her fault for putting this in my head.