Where to begin.....
Just an ordinary Sunday morning, leaned over to give my wife a kiss and cuddle and noticed a difference in her breast, a small lump.
Last Tuesday she went through the usual tests which we didn't think anything out of the ordinary as it was precautionary.
Thursday we received the devastating news that it was in fact cancerous but had to do more tests as they couldn't say for certain if it is the primary location. Next Tuesday is 'D Day' when we will hopefully get results that means my wife can start a treatment plan.
The last few days have been so stressful for her filled with lots of tears and meltdowns and I feel so useless and ashamed that I can do nothing but hold her as tight as I can and try to put a positive spin on every negative she throws out (which is more than understandable), the waiting is driving her mad thinking the worst which the fantastic BC nurse warned us might happen.
Not a religious person but am praying for the results to come back with an outcome that can be treated.
