At the beginning of the month, my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. We do not have it in our family history, so for us it came out of left field. We waited ever so patiently (anxiously) until her appointment last week when they told her it was stage 1.
Their next plan of action was simply to figure out if they were going to do surgery and when. We found out on Friday there may be a chance that she would be having surgery today. Yesterday they said yes, today and then no, Thursday and then maybe it will be another day because the hospital might change.
This part is tough, but anyone who knows anyone who's ever had a life-threatening disease, disorder or illness knows that the doctors will change anything on you at anytime. I know that the doctors will do what is best for my mom but it is still a very scary thing.
