Doctor explain...
Keep hope
The results that were given after the examination under anesthesia could not be true. It wouldn't be that bad, would it? I'm sure it would all be okay, right? I didn't assume the worst at all. On the 3rd of August I would get the final result of what was found. More than a week later, so it all seemed easy to me.
For this appointment someone was allowed to join me for support, despite the Corona, even more so someone had to join me. Wouldn't it be good news to have been waiting for me? The lead sank me in my shoes, I know.
The lead in my shoes
On August 3rd I went to the meeting with support. I've never felt so nervous about an appointment before. There really was a lot of things going through me, but above all there was hope. The nerves got worse and worse as time passed. The bad thing was that the consultation hours ended, even more nerves. But finally more than 20 minutes later, I was called in.
I was allowed to sit in front of the doctor. Actually, that conversation didn't start very well. Right away, the repetition of what was said during the investigation was started. “It looks anything but good.” I already felt how the tears started to sting my eyes. “It's cancer, cervical cancer, “she continued. And yes, there were the tears. I didn't really know what to say. It felt in one fell swoop as if body and mind were separated from each other. As if my body was sitting on the chair and my mind was saying goodbye for a moment to see what was going on now.
