I had a call from my oncologist’s office: I need to come in tomorrow to talk about the test results. That means the CT scan results were turned around very quickly… and it doesn’t bode well that we need to meet immediately to discuss the results.
I’m doing everything I can to hold it together – especially since Georgia is home with me today – but basically I’m a mess. Axel came home during Georgia’s nap time and found me upstairs, lying on our bed. He just put his arms around me and told me he loves me. He had to go back to work, and now I can hear that Georgia is awake, so I have to snap out of this paralysis and back into life with my little girl, but I feel like I’m in a trance watching someone on the outside go through the motions while on the inside I’m frozen in fear.
Keep those ice picks handy.