I remember sitting at the kitchen table when I noticed a Hospital folder hanging out of my mom’s purse. She had told me earlier in the day that she had a Dental appointment and would be home a little later than usual.
“How was your appointment,” I asked in an unquestioning manner. “Oh, it was good” she replied apprehensively.
It did not take much for me to figure out that she had not been at a dental appointment. I waited for her to go upstairs then intruded into her medical folder. “Mastectomy/ lumpectomy consultation” I read. My heart dropped more at that moment than it ever had before. I was absolutely stunned. She had never mentioned anything to me regarding breast cancer before, yet there was a mastectomy consultation form in her
“How was your appointment,” I asked in an unquestioning manner. “Oh, it was good” she replied apprehensively.
It did not take much for me to figure out that she had not been at a dental appointment. I waited for her to go upstairs then intruded into her medical folder. “Mastectomy/ lumpectomy consultation” I read. My heart dropped more at that moment than it ever had before. I was absolutely stunned. She had never mentioned anything to me regarding breast cancer before, yet there was a mastectomy consultation form in her