And celebrated big when I got the good news.
Two weeks ago, I had the long-awaited ultrasound and left to the words “I wouldn’t worry if I were you”.
And I didn’t.
Yesterday my oncologist gave me a cheery call. She’s ordered another look at a reactive lymph node.
Lucky me. More practice at trusting my body. More practice at not worrying.
Pretty soon, I’ll be a pro.