Monday, June 28, 2010

What are the words?

My boyfriend's mother is having surgery again today.

It's the biggie - the mastectomy followed by reconstructive surgery. She will be in the hospital for the next two days and then home recovering for the next 6 weeks.

I'm staring at a card to put on the flowers we are sending her and I just don't know what to say. What are the appropriate words for times like these?

Breast cancer really sucks, you know? And it scares me. I can't imagine waking up one day knowing that one of your breasts will be taken away and the next time you look down you'll be looking at something filled with silicon.

As the son's girlfriend, I'm not privy to a lot of details, but I'm pretty sure they got all of the cancer through other surgeries and chemotherapy. And all I can say is: Praise Jesus! And if they didn't, Please Lord, may today be the day.

I still remember the moment he told me about his mom's cancer. I was speechless for the first time in my life. There was a time when breast cancer was a death sentence. But thankfully, we are no longer in that time. Thankfully, her cancer was found early. But what if her annual exam wasn't scheduled for that December day? What if it was scheduled for June? Where would she be now?

And that is why I'm walking the 3-Day.

1 comment:

  1. On the day of my mom's mastectomy, I felt absolutely helpless. Being able to do the 3 Day gave me a great outlet to channel all of the "I need to do SOMETHING" nervous energy and I hope that you find that as well.

    ~ Kristen