Not to sound selfish...

...but how does this stuff keep happening to us?

Let's back it up, and I'll explain what I'm talking about.

DrummerWife wasn't feeling well last night - just a little run down and tired, most likely. So, I called the grief counselor to let her know that we would have to cancel for the evening. Our grief counselor informed us that it was actually nice that we were canceling because she's been really busy for the last week. It seems she was diagnosed with breast cancer last week, and they are operating on her this Friday.

First off - our prayers and thoughts go out to her, obviously. She's been a wonderful help for us over the last few months, and she is really just a very nice, genuine, sincere individual, and we hope that everything works out for the best for her. But, if they're operating that quickly after diagnosis, I'm guessing it's pretty severe. =/

Secondly - HOLY CRAP. I guess we need to start looking for a new counselor. At least for the time being. Because I'm guessing she's got better things to do than listen to us...like, maybe...recovering.

Life. It just never stops, does it?

Good luck, DrummerGriefCounselor.

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Anonymous said…

Well....with breast cancer there could be a lot of reasons they were operating. They do it quick no matter what, even if they think they caught it early. It could have been a smallish lump. They move quick on this stuff. Regardless they usually do chemo, even if they are able to remove it all, just in case.

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