So now I have a niece with a breast thing going on.
My friend finds out her biopsy results tomorrow. They had to poke her six times. That doesn’t sound good to me.
And my friend’s mom’s new scan shows the cancer is more spread than they thought. All the way up the spine. Her hips. Her skull. I gasped out loud when she told me. I told her how sorry I was. “I know. Me too.” I can’t tell if she understands. I think she knows, but that she doesn’t want to know just yet.