“Land mines,” that’s what Nan called them and she’s so right. Living from scan to scan, test to test, status quo and then not.
One little red spot and life changes again. Of course we all hope it’s a minor procedure and life resumes in the slow lane, but the damage has been done. The heart rates are up, the nerves are on edge and the unknown is unbearable.
Prayers tonight to you and your husband Nan….prayers and strength and HOPE.
A LOT OF HOPE