The results are in - you have cancer!

March 18th is now officially known to me as diagnosis day. I decided to work from home that day because I knew I would be getting my test results.

After a chat with Dr. Lorimer, he told me that it was in fact NOT Hodgkin's disease. It was non-Hodgkin's. This of course wasn't the best news because of the two....this one is the scarier one...but that's ok. I still didn't panic. He told me I have follicular lymphoma which is a slow-growing, non-aggressive type of cancer and it appears to be Grade 1-2. He mentioned that he didn't know many more details, as I would need more tests (of course!) and would have to talk with a Hematologist.

After hanging up the phone, Todd and I googled like freaks. For hours. I got a lot of valuable information on follicular lymphoma and not all of it was good. For example, although this is a non-aggressive cancer it is also not curable. Well, that's a bitch. But, hey - still not panicking.

At this point, Todd and I decide that it might be time to start telling people so we call our parents and tell our close friends. Some are strong, but most of them are upset. Some have mini-freak outs and some shed tears and some put on brave faces. At this point, all I keep saying to them is that everything is going to be ok and there is no need to stress! I hate seeing people upset...

I digest the news of the c-bomb for a couple of weeks while I wait for my next round of doctor appointments: Hematology, a CT Scan and some more blood work. Turning into a human pin cushion. Boooo.