From One Girl to Another

Dear Elizabeth,
That sucks. Just plain out and out sucks. I watched a dear friend go through the agony of anticipation every time those three month check-ups came due, then watched her ‘whew’ of relief, watched what the tamoxifen was doing to her system in the meantime and then the three month check-up three years later when there was no ‘whew’. When they wanted her to go through it all again. To get the rest. Terrifying. And then when she said ‘I can’t. Take them off. Completely.’ And then the agony of recovery, tempered by some peace of mind that where there are no longer any breasts, the same may hold true for the cancer that dwelt there.
I know you have the best medical care in the world available, but that’s cold comfort. Bless your heart. I wish you a complete, ‘whew’ filled recovery and ALL the best.
Ms. sister

3 Responses to “From One Girl to Another”

  1. Lisa says:

    Oh, gosh. That truly sucks. My prayers are with her and her family.

  2. Mr. Bingley says:

    Yep, I hope she’s able to beat it.

  3. Susanna says:

    Hang in there, Mrs. Edwards.
    My mother said, “Screw it and cut ’em off.” She had to talk those doctors into it. And us, too. But it’s your life and your peace of mind. And it’s been nearly 12 years. It was radical and all, but a relief, too.
    Wishing you a 12+ year recovery, too.

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