These were taken five years ago.
Three years before my car accident.
And five years before being diagnosed with Hodgkin lymphoma, also known as Hodgkin's disease.
I know I didn't have cancer two years ago because courtesy of my car accident--which included my very first helicopter ride-- I learned then that I only had some broken ribs and a punctured lung. They did every test known to man to be sure they knew what they were dealing with.
But my PET scan this week revealed I have cancerous lymph nodes in my neck and near my lungs, spleen, liver and pancreas. So between October 2015 and now some stuff was going on. Where stuff equals Life Stress and obviously something else that triggered cancerous growth.
This week I start chemotherapy, which I confess I am dreading. It will last six months. The particular chemo cocktail for Hodgkins is ABVD. Google it. Or don't. Halloween is just around the corner, there is no reason to seek out additional things to be afraid of.
I'm relishing these last few days of being CBW before chemo. Also, my father is home from the hospital and was tinkering around the barn today. That in and of itself is a miracle.
Life is good.
If not great.