Gone fission
Unfortunately, the noninvasive, slime tests were abnormal. So, we’re off to have the have the sucky invasive ones and hope for better news. My friend Jasmine randomly tweeted this account of her biopsy five years ago. She tweeted that she didn’t know why she felt compelled to repost it now, I like to think it was the universe giving me a heads up. I like Jasmine’s writing a lot. So go read. My favorite part:
People keep telling me I’m brave, but I don’t want to feel this way. I want to act like this isn’t a big deal. I’d rather reserve the bravery in case things get worse. But it’s not terribly easy to maintain composure when you are asked to go into a hospital and give strangers — okay, highly trained and educated strangers — permission to stab you with a giant needle and take parts of your body.
Why the hell is no one telling me how brave I am?? You all FAIL!
Anyway, my really brave self checks in tomorrow. Will be off the internets for a couple of days, but I’ve already written a bunch of posts for your amusements and given the elves the keys to publish them until I return.
If I don’t survive, you so won’t notice for like a month. You’re welcome.
March 2nd, 2010 at 8:57 am
You are so brave.
I don’t seem to have the same issue about giving parts of my body to strangers. Must be because I am so giving.
March 2nd, 2010 at 9:01 am
Are you calling me selfish, now? RUDE!
March 2nd, 2010 at 9:25 am
Dibs on the Scrabble Set! What…too early?
March 2nd, 2010 at 9:40 am
What would you do with it? You suck at Scrabble.
March 2nd, 2010 at 9:59 am
Funny, I was just thinking about you and this late last night. I was going to send you an email today checking in with you but you beat me to the punch.
Good luck with the tests.
Let me know if you want hospital visitors.
March 2nd, 2010 at 10:00 am
Bravery is running into a burning building to save someone else.
This is called self-preservation.
But at least you’re being SMART enough to go to the doctor and get poked and prodded.
See, I just called you smart. It’s not gonna happen again.
Good luck. Hope it all turns out well.
March 2nd, 2010 at 11:07 am
I’m with Ken about the brave part, you do what you have do. However, I know this sucks and I hope it goes as quickly and painlessly as possible.
March 2nd, 2010 at 11:52 am
I’m sorry to hear this. Hope it goes smoothly & well.
March 2nd, 2010 at 12:21 pm
Good luck! And be stoic! (which is all that people are really telling the other poster)
March 2nd, 2010 at 12:55 pm
What would you do with it? You suck at Scrabble.
Too true. I was thinking of selling it for a fraction of it’s value, and then donating the money to the Davd Duke campaign in your name.
March 2nd, 2010 at 4:23 pm
I know you’re having a bad day so I decided to make some comments on your blog.
I spoke with some of your friends and we’re sending you cupcakes too. If the card doesn’t have my name on it or the cupcakes don’t arrive blame F-train.
Speaking of F-Train did you hear about the 400 pound kid from Illinois making F-Train his bitch? It was epic.
Don’t say I don’t know what you like.
March 2nd, 2010 at 5:34 pm
I would visit you in the hospital if you wanted, even if it meant that the whole hospital was sucked into a black hole.
Hang in there. You’re very brave.
March 2nd, 2010 at 6:15 pm
i think it’s it’s brave just to go to the doctor! definitely tell us if you want visitors. more good thoughts going your way!
March 2nd, 2010 at 6:27 pm
Chilly: please tell that story
Dawn: This counts as a comment! Sidney says hello!
March 2nd, 2010 at 7:17 pm
I was blocked from the cancer blog, so I didn’t know this was bravery day or that things were very up in the air as far as diagnosis.
I’m sending you lots of #getDawntoVegas thoughts . . . because that’s where you belong.
March 2nd, 2010 at 7:54 pm
I think you are very brave to not be in denial and do what is necessary to take care of yourself.
March 2nd, 2010 at 10:05 pm
Good luck, Dawn. You are very brave.
March 2nd, 2010 at 10:11 pm
You are brave, if only because you sat in a broken down car with me in the middle of a street in Portland. Mad props.
Okay, okay. Pearatty’s next child can be named Brady-Zac.
Sending lots of good hippy-vibes your way.
March 3rd, 2010 at 12:09 am
Who is going to claim my iphone when I die if you die before me?
You need to re-think this whole thing.
March 3rd, 2010 at 1:36 am
You got this. Good luck!
P.S. Can I visit?
P.P.S I know you will get through this easily but I just want to confirm with you that I am still first in line for the Beamer.
March 3rd, 2010 at 7:29 am
Good luck!
March 4th, 2010 at 4:51 am
Ditto.