[KellyA]

Everything changes when you are diagnosed with breast cancer- and life will never be the same. I know this but am sometimes still astounded at just how differently I am affected, and how cancer can make things seem so tiny and unimportant, and how other "small moents" can be so huge and potentially life- altering. I feel like a puppet and some sick, twisted man is playing with the strings.

The day started out wonderful. I took my 3 boys to school and decided that even though my hip was killing me (it's been really hurting since before Thanksgiving), and it was POURING down rain, that I was still going to run, because I have had enough of whoever's body this is (all extra 20 lbs of it) and am going to fight the good fight to get it back. I ran the best four miiles I've ever ran in the best time- the entire time thinking just how wonderful the cold rain felt, and how strong and free I am starting to feel. I would have never gone out in the pouring rain before cancer, but now it seemed so OK, and so "why not?!".

Then I when for my bone scan. Right hip- did I say it has been killing me?! Well, the hip looked great, but it didn't take long for the room full of techs to go silent on the ribs. "Mrs. Anderson< have you done anything to your ribcage?" I looked up at the monitor and thought I was going to get sick. Big as day- a large black perfectly round spot on the rt. ribcage. It never even occured to me that something else would show up, I was too worried about the hip.