For those ten months of treatment, it felt like I existed to attend appointments. After that initial mammogram and ultrasound during which they found the cancer, there were many important appointments that helped them determine the appropriate treatment for me. Between my husband trying to maintain his work schedule and my mom needing to care for our kids, it was helpful to have friends take me to some of my appointments. I needed the emotional support (especially for those appointments that happened early on) but I also just needed someone else to hear the information I was being given. I specifically remember the way my friend Jen intently listened and took notes during our meeting with the Genetic Counselor. I’m not sure she ever imagined she would know so much about BRCA 1 and 2 gene mutations.
Then there were the multiple chemo infusions. Sometimes I had visitors for those and this made the hours go by much more quickly, but my mom was my faithful sidekick for chemo. I know it wasn’t easy for her to sit and watch me get stuck with needles SO many times not to mention watching the Red Devil get pushed every time. I mentioned the day Amy took me for my Neulasta shot and smoothie run. For me, the fact that I had company for many of these appointments distracted me from the angst of it all and let me know I was not walking the journey alone.