Steps

Everything starts with a step. CT scans were steps toward answers. Biopsy was step to the answer. To say I'm not afraid of the next steps would be a lie. My biggest fear is surgery.

I know, faith leaves no room for fear, but let's be real - my last surgery was rough, stopped breathing, difficult to intubate, damaged my vocal chords. This does not leave me excited for another one.

Secondly, this is different. Could change my life. Might become diabetic - I know, we can live with that, but it is a change.

Thirdly, I could lose my spleen. Again, you can live without it, my beloved brother-in-law does, but it is a life change.

I made the appointment to meet with a surgical oncologist who specializes in pancreatectomies. I hung up the phone and cried. I cannot bury my head and hope this goes away. I have to deal with this and all these steps...one at a time. Appointment set, April 21. Deep breaths, this sucks.

BUT, I got this. I CAN and WILL get through this. God isn't finished with me yet.

Thanks for joining me on this new adventure.

CrazyLady