Wait...Did he just say Cancer?

It all started with a stomach ache, something so simple to understand yet complex to accurately discern a remedy. It wasn’t excruciating, but uncomfortable, it could be read on her face. It seemed the best idea was to wait it out, perhaps it would pass. So we opted for the warm security of the bed instead. That security was short lived as in the morning it went from uncomfortable to unbearable for her, I awoke to tears streaming down her face as she got ready for work. I insisted she stay home and go to the hospital, but she was adamant about not missing work; I am well aware of the fact that she was simply scared of what they might find, that by looking in the closet they were to reveal the very monster she feared that does not attack the victim unless observed. We finally agreed she would stay home, but the hospital is not where she wanted to be so I made my way to work apprehensively. Within hours I was leaving work for the hospital. The p...

Night 1: 5.1.17        "Holy crap the pain is terrible." I told my husband Ian over dinner. Stomach pain was a normal in my life, so I didn't usually voice it, but it had never been this bad. It felt like someone was stabbing me in the abdomen over and over and the time between episodes was quickly reducing. I remember thinking that this is what contractions must feel like. Spoiler Alert: there was a growth in my body...just not the welcomed kind. I had more symptoms than just pain, but we'll get to that later.         Ian was quietly freaking out. He knew that he couldn't help me, or make me go to the ER. I can bestubborn. The pain always went away, so I had no reason to think this time would be any different. However, at 2am when the pain was still very real I knew something was seriously wrong. Still, I wanted to wait. I tried to lay as still as possible since sleep wasn't an option and tried to let my hubs get some sleep. ...