They say God does everything for a reason. Of course He never tells anyone about His plans. The scariest part is that the day I was scheduled to have my surgery this week, my coworker's mom passed away. She's gonna be out the exact amount of days I was scheduled to be out for my surgery. Someone has to stay in the clinic - and God decided it would be me. That was a spooky 'coincidence'.
So I'm coping and realizing there are other things I'm supposed to be taking care of right now. Like making more drain pouches. Or saving up my paid sick time. Or waiting for my better insurance to take effect.
I think what bothers me most is that this surgery was supposed to be my closing chapter. This was the end of the breast cancer saga. No more major doctor appointments. No more surgeries. No more complicated tests or procedures. I was going to go back to normal and no loner be 'that girl with cancer'. But since my last surgery is delayed, it makes me feel like it's not over yet. But why isn't it over? What else could I possibly have left to do that I'm not allowed to move on?
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