Waiting ³
The moment I heard that I had a tumor in my intestines, I initially stayed very calm. was hand, because I had seen myself on the picture of the colonoscopy that it was not good. All my gut looked pretty even and healthy throughout the research with no polyp to see until we reached the last 20 cm where I even saw without glasses that it was not okay. that the doctor asked the nurse to bring in another doctor, take pictures (many pictures) and questioned this every time and finally called her back next to him for a biopsy, and another, and another; I already knew what time it was.
After discussing the colonoscopy, I was waiting in the entrance hall of the hospital to be picked up by my husband and the children. fact that my husband would want to know how it went. And with our oldest of 6 in the back seat, with ears as big as saucers that only hears the things he shouldn't hear, I wondered how I could tell this low-profile. I saw my husband's panicking worried face before me. I already saw him make a car accident because of the stress I was going to create. I had to tell him in a way where he knows the basics and wouldn't know the details until later.
I couldn't get out. How do you tell something like that without worrying anyone, and I whatsapped my friends, because they knew I had the investigation today.
“ I have a bloody tumor”
When my husband In front of the revolving door I jumped quickly into the car. He left and asked what it was like. I told you what the research felt like: troublesome, not exactly pleasant, that tube all in your gut, it feels with moments like you are pregnant and kicking your baby around in your belly but with a little more Then he wanted to know if I knew anything yet. Meanwhile, I had already heard that my son was busy with his little baby sister and this might be the time to lift the tip of the veil. I looked at my husband and felt my eyes watery. I shook my head and replied: “Not well, they have found a tumor, that's all I know yet. " He wanted to know what else I knew, but shook my head and whispered “not now, Walt” and nodded towards our son.
