There was a mound of clothing left on my bed leading up to this photo this morning.
Four days ago I received that phone call every cancer patient dreads, “there’s a concern with your labs and we need to see you”.
This morning had me changing into numerous outfits, certain just the right one would be better suited to really bad news. I even considered lipstick choices. Red would certainly smear all over my face if I broke down, better go more subtle.
The good news is, my labs improved today making the doctor believe I must of had a minor infection on last week’s causing concern and my bone marrow biopsy returned with no signs of cancer.
I think I made the right outfit choice, because it would of been really hard to skip, dance and jump for joy all the way back to my car in high heels!