Seeking God Knows What

Well, maybe I’m making some progress in coping with the underlying emotions surrounding being a cancer survivor.

One of the things I struggle with when it comes to health issues is worrying that things are “worse” than they really are. Example, starting around Christmas, Widget got sick with an ear infection that lasted and lasted. Even after the antibiotics were done, she was still lethargic, running a fever off and on, not eating, just not herself for almost a month. After making a doctor’s appointment (not with PH because he didn’t have any that day), I sat at work and my mind began thinking of what the appointment might involve. I went from mild worry to complete and near panic that she had something like leukemia all from wondering if they would run any bloodwork.

Last Friday, my younger sister calls me and tells me she found a lump in her breast. While I did mildly worry about it and hoped that her ultrasound would go fine (which it did, they think it is just an infection), I didn’t go straight to the panic of her having breast cancer.

And since my sister found the lump during her monthly self exam, it is a reminder to do my own monthly exams- which I never do, mostly because I forget.

Progress? Maybe…