While getting ready to settle down for the evening last night, my cell phone rang.
Yeah, so remember those bodacious ta tas of mine?
I was expecting this call. I just wasn’t expecting it to start this way.
Yeah…? I was reluctant to ask. Only one week ago, my best friend informed me that she’d found a lump in her breast. She played it off like she really didn’t believe it could be cancer. I didn’t believe it either. She’s my best friend. I knew that maybe it could be, but deep down, I couldn’t accept that it really would be.
So what did you find out?
They’re gonna have to come off. I had an appointment today to get the results of my biopsy. The doctor was like twenty minutes late. I had my phone out and was playing on Facebook. Jeff was making jokes about how gross my feet looked ’cause they’re all scaly. Then the doctor walks in and shuts the door. She didn’t waste any time. She sits down and says, “It’s cancer and it’s aggressive and we need you in for surgery tomorrow.”
Tomorrow? They needed her in the next day for surgery? My mind was racing. I know a few people who’ve had breast cancer. I don’t think any of them got their results and had to have surgery the following day. Gina was still talking and I was having trouble absorbing what she was telling me.
Cancer? My best friend? No……..
But it’s true. How can it be true?
You know those beanies that say “Fight Like a Girl?”
I’m gonna want one of those.
I’ll start looking.
Jeff wants one too, so let me know if you find ’em.
I didn’t know why we were talking about beanies, but if my best friend wants one, I’m gonna get her one. We didn’t talk much longer. She had a million other people to call and a bath to take because she wanted to shave her legs and other parts. She said she didn’t want the surgeons making fun of her hairy parts during surgery. That’s just like my best friend to find humor where you least expect it.
I don’t think they’re gonna be checking to see if you shaved.
You never know.
Okay. I love you. Let me know how things go as soon as you’re up to it.
Jeff will call you. And a million other people. He says he’s not going to make conversation, he’s just going to give the facts.
Have him send a mass text. It’ll be easier on him.
Good idea… Okay, Chica. I gotta go. I’ve got calls to make and things to shave.
We hung up and I felt tears stinging my eyes. You just never think it’s going to happen to someone you love. But it does. Every single day it happens to so many people. So if you’re the praying kind, please say some for Gina.