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fuck cancer

Excuse my language, I don't usually like to swear. But seriously, fuck cancer.
I went for my first visit to Sunnybrook's Cancer Centre today, with my mom, dad, and Christopher by my side. I was shocked as to how pumping the place was...so many people, so many different ages, and many different kinds. Cancer really doesn't discriminate, and whileI wonder why this has to happen to me and my family, I also realize that it could happen to anyone. And if it can happen to anyone, than of course it can happen to me.
I was poked and prodded, blood was taken, and a chest xray was done. My primary doctor here is a very nice young woman with large hands, and my primary nurse seems like a wonderful lady. I also have a gynecologist and a social worker on my "health care team". I've never had so many people looking out for my health before, so in a twisted sad way, it's kind of nice.
I go for a CT Scan on Monday, and then I'll have a better idea of what's going to go down.

It is so very nice to have Christopher here, and while I know he has to go and keep up our homestead in London, I don't want him to leave. We had an awesome day yesterday, roaming around the streets of the t.dot. We ended up at probably my favourite place ever - Big Daddy's Crab Shack and Oyster Bar. I could spend an entire day and pay cheque in the place, and not feel any amount of guilt. That's how much I love it.

posted by Stephanie @ 10:54 p.m.