From finding the lump to being sent to breast clinic, mammogram, sonogram, biopsy, the long wait for results to the consultation for treatment plan, the whole thing feels like I have been cast as a star in a theatrical production and none of this is real. Like I’m making it all up in my head. “Kate Does Breast Cancer” starring me.
Did anybody else feel like this? How long does it last?
I told this to my husband this morning and he said, yeah, it’s costing a fortune for all these supporting actors and the breast clinic set.
Too bad we couldn’t afford George Clooney to play my surgeon.