Dr. Tellerman, the radiologist called Megan early today. Invasive Ductile Cancer!! What more was there to say. It's in the lymph nodes. Megan did ask if they were able to detect the lymph nodes on the mammogram and she told her no. She asked because she has the same feeling on her right side where they did not screen. The good doctor told her another ultrasound was not necessary because they would be doing extensive testing to see where else the cancer might be. This will be most likely in the form of a PET scan and CT Scan.
Shortly after the call, Megan's mother walked into the room. She was asked to shut the door where she was told the news. Megan watched as the mother who has bben there for her always sat there so vulnerable to what was happening and Megan began to scream at the top of her lungs.
Like the flood gates of a damn, when opened, require much effort to close. Megan asked her mom to get the girls, get her husband and get out. But no, the good husband comes in to do what good men do and hold his wife as she screams. Finally, Megan begs him to leave so she can be alone.
Megan's FB Post:
And the gravity gave way and the earth pulled itself free and I floated for a moment alone and in blackness not sure where or with what force I will land.
Megan cried for awhile longer and then picked herself up, washed her face, cooked lunch and started the research. She called the surgeon's office but they didn't have a time yet. Megan has staged herself at 3A which provides a 67% survival rate unless it has metasticized elsewhere which lowers the numbers.
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