It was so surreal to wake up and realize, yup, still have cancer today, too. It's even more surreal to have learned that by the time a cancerous tumor has reached the size of one centimeter, it has been growing in your body for approximately 10 years already.
I had this evil little blob of cancer in my body during THIS?
I had cancer during THIS?
Part of me freaked out this morning and thought, "I can't go to trapeze class tomorrow! I have cancer!" But apparently, I have had cancer the ENTIRE TIME I have been doing trapeze. Right from the very first class, and all the way through last week's class. Last week, I did trapeze while having cancer. So why shouldn't I this week?
Soon enough, all of the procedures and treatments will begin. The MRI, genetic testing, sentinel node sampling, lumpectomy, radiation, and probably procedures I don't even know about yet. And yes, surgery will prevent me from doing trapeze for a while. And if, God forbid, I need chemo, that will probably prevent me from doing trapeze and LOTS of other things, for at least some period of time...
But right now, why SHOULDN'T I be doing trapeze, and running around town in goofy costumes, and hula-hooping in the rain, and going out with friends for double mochas with whipped cream?