Yes, I know that the title is a bit of an oxymoron, but I was so pleasantly surprised! I've learned something in the past 3 1/2 (almost 4) weeks.
When there are doctor appointments and I don't hear from sissy or mom until they pull into the driveway = BAD NEWS
When they call on their way home from doctor appointment = NOT SO BAD NEWS
Today I didn't hear from them until I turned around and saw mom standing right behind me. Uh-oh. But she was smiling. Hmm. All of this went thru my head in about .5 seconds. The doctor was glad to finally know where the originating cancer was (breast). They are going to take it out on Monday. Poor sissy has had so many surgeries. Here's the weird thing, this breast cancer is not related in any way, shape or form to the breast cancer she had in 1992. Ergo, sissy has had breast cancer TWICE. This is not a recurrence of breast cancer, it's new breast cancer. How many people get breast cancer twice in their lives, all before the age of 40??? Only sissy! Which is actually good because the odds are against her. About 20% of women who have what she has (stage yuck, metastatic breast cancer) make it past 5 years. Those odds aren't great, but then again, we're talking about my older, little freak of nature, with the freakishly small hands, sissy here, which means she will DEFINITELY be in that 20%, with lots of prayers, well wishes and positive thoughts! Thank you God! We are still praying like mad, and my faith keeps trickling back. I started reading Matthew (again) last night, since I couldn't sleep. I love the book of Matthew. It's so nice, sweet, healing and loving.
Anyway, it went good, there's a lot of room for hope. Like mom said, it's still an uphill battle, and it will be rough, but I am pretty damn sure she will make it past that 5 year mark. She'll still have breast cancer, it will never be cured, but it can be kept in remission for a while.
THANK YOU GOD!!!!!!!!