I go to to the Parkview Cancer Institute for an appointment with Oncologist Dr. Clark (a woman) and surgeon Dr. Hardley. Olivia my daughter comes with me.
A lot was said and the pathology report was dissected. I don’t fully remember the whole conversation I think my brain disengaged after they said, Triple Negative Invasive Ductal Carcinoma or Breast Cancer.
SAY WHAT....?
We have never had breast cancer in our family or even extended families! This can’t be happening.
I am told it’s a very aggressive type of cancer, it is 2.5 cm, From there things moved quickly. On June 28, I was scheduled for surgery to have a port put in, for access for the chemotherapy to be put in, as well as for blood draws and such.....no one told me how much it would hurt!
I am feeling really low, not just because of all that is happening but because I am unemployed and homeless. I am staying with my daughter but she doesn’t have room for me and she wants me to find a place of my own. The silliest thing set me off this morning. I have no where to put my clothes or even my few meager belongings. They are piled on a box, and my undergarments shoved in an open space on a bookshelf. I am so overwhelmed and I feel so lost.
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