My longtime friend, Katie, just happened to be speaking this week at Ohio State in Columbus. She lives in North Dakota, so the fact that she was 77 miles away when I got the diagnosis was a true gift from God.
She met me at my house right after the MRI. I had just finished showing her around my home and ... Read More
The best way to stop worrying about yourself is to start worrying about someone else. With that motto in mind, I stopped at the grocery store on my way to the MRI. I wanted to pick up some flowers for Billie, the head receptionist, who had jumped through fiery hoops the day before in order to both schedule my MRI ... Read More
I feel like Cybil. Or Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. One moment I’m upbeat and positive I can handle anything that life– or cancer– throws at me, and the next moment I’m scared and anxious and worried and frustrated.
Let me remind you, no one has said, “Nicole, you have cancer.” No one. There has been no definitive test. At this ... Read More
Either my doctor is a drama queen &/or alarmist, or there is a VERY good chance that I have breast cancer. When the radiologist wrote the words “Consistent with cancer” in his report, Dr. Peggy leaped into action.
We saw her at the ballfields yesterday. Our kids play on the same team. This was the first chance Saul was getting to ... Read More
Saul came to bed last night at about 1 in the morning. In my grogginess, I heard him say, “Jojo was asking lots of questions. I told her.”
Jojo is our 11 year old daughter. All of a sudden I was wide awake wondering what my little girl was thinking and my husband was fast asleep.
Morning came and Jo gave me ... Read More
I woke up and opened my email to find some fantastic news! I have lumpy boobs! I was thrilled to be able to shoot off an email to all of my prayer warriors proclaiming this fun fact, and of course my husband and I got a giggle out of it too.
And then, at about noon, I got a phone call.
It ... Read More
I woke up the morning of my mammogram feeling pretty crabby. I was anxious and worried and just plain frustrated with myself for feeling anxious and worried. I dropped the kids off at school and then had a heart-to-heart with God. “Hey God. I’m so sorry that I’m so ugly today. I’m not trusting you. I’m letting my fears get ... Read More
