September 11th, 2007
I know this is going to be a bad day. Today I brought my Sister and Boyfriend and my good friend with me as support.
The Oncologist had a quietness about her I didn’t like. She said things are not good, showed me the scans which I seriously couldn’t decipher good from bad. Then my oncologist asked I wanted to know the Percentage to survive and I said “no!” she then asked if I wanted to know the odds and I said “no!” and just put my head in my hands and left the rest of the consult to my Sister. I did not want to hear any more and just switch off to the whole world…………………………………. All I could see was just a blackness shrouding over me …