Originally Posted by
travelgirl77
Just back from the GI. He didn't examine me...just scheduled the colonoscopy. I cried the whole way home. He said it was 1 in 1000 that it was cancer which means nothing to me, as I feel in my bones that I am the 1. They were very matter of fact about everything. He thought that I would be more concerned about the procedure. I basically put my hand up and said, "I could care less about the colonoscopy, I care more about what you find." So, that is scheduled for next Friday. I have no idea how I am going to make it until then. I am barely eating now and my husband is stationed out of state, so it is just me with the kids.
I just keep picturing my husband shaking his head after the colonoscopy and they tell him they found something suspicious. His ex-wife's new husband actually passed from CC and I kept thinking maybe they could remarry. And, my poor babies need a mama. This is a nightmare. I have to work, I have to take care of my kids, and this impending doom is just hanging over my head. I can almost touch it. It is like I brought this on to myself after all of these years wondering what cancer I would get...well, here we are.
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Oh, and no, it was not blood from my period. I checked there first!