Tuesday, August 28, 2007
The doctor called with the results of my MRI. My mind is all hazy with shock and the words he used swirling around my head. Mass. Cancerous. Large. Likely malignant. I need to see a surgeon now. I have an appointment tomorrow. I can't believe, can't fathom, that this is happening. What does this mean for my unborn baby? What does it mean for my life? What does it mean for Daniel, for Steve? I am just ... stunned ... I never expected this to happen now in a thousand years. I've got to pull myself together, for Daniel's sake at least. He still needs to eat and play and cuddle and have his diaper changed, after all. We're going to go to Woodbury to meet Steve and have lunch so we can talk about this in person. Pray for me.