31 days from the words ”We believe you might have lymphoma cancer” and until today’s words ”I just wanted you to know, your biopsy showed no sign of cancer”.
I will NEVER forget these last 31 days. They have been the hardest of my life, without competition. The uncertainty, the worrying, the physically painful anxiety. My total inability to concentrate, disconnect and breathe properly. The x-rays, hospital visits, the 18 vials of blood I gave at one occasion. The bronchoscopy last week, an experience frightening beyond my words.
But also – all the love and support. THANK YOU so very much. It’s not over yet – I most likely have the disease sarcoidosis and might be sick for a long time – but it’s not cancer. For the first time in way too long I’m tired in a positive way, from relief and gratefulness.
My bed is waiting, and it’s not a hospital bed; it’s my own. Goodnight. ❤️