Three Women Fighting the Fight
As it turns out, cancer is no fun. Like zero.
In June I was diagnosed with stage 3 colon cancer after several months of mystery symptoms and various trips to the ER. I was sick, stubborn and frustrated. Luckily, I had wonderful loving people around me and received some excellent care and support. I had surgery in mid-June and it looks like I get to employ the past tense and say I "had" colon cancer. However, tests found it had taken up residence in one (just one!) of my lymph nodes so the standard is to treat with chemo which I start next week. The next 6 months should be a pure picnic.
