Dear Fran Drescher #19
Dear Fran,
It’s been a long time. What can I say except I’ve been busy. For the past few months, I’ve been trying to find a counselor. I didn’t tell you why, but I told my benefactor all about it.
Then, I went and got a mammogram on March 1, considering it’s been two years since my last mammogram. My son—the boobie-obsessed one—and I made a day of it. He sat out in the lobby while I went in and had my “boob-crusher” appointment. (That’s what my best friend calls it anyway.) Notice I said boob singular. I really wish that they would charge me half-price since I, well, I… uh… only have one side left to crush. Michael and I went to Red Robin afterward and ate way too many fries.
I finally saw the oncologist today so he could go over my mammogram results. I thought I would be in and out scot-free within ten minutes. While the mammogram was clear (which I was pretty certain it would be as I have not found any lumps these past two years), Dr. Hoffman was concerned about an annoying cough I’ve had for the past three months. He ordered a CT scan.
I wanted to sit in the parking lot and cry for half an hour because I was so convinced he was going to say everything was fine. Instead, I called three people: Ken (husband), Jonathan (my other son: obsessed with Russian women), and Tami (my other best friend besides you). Afterward, I sang to a Loverboy CD the whole way home at the top of my lungs.
Best friends always,
Marie
I always feel so lame saying it, but I will be hoping for the very best outcome of your CT. I am not geographically positioned to offer anything else, but please, if something occurs to you, let me know. I think of you so often and am both humbled and inspired by your courage. Let us know the results, please.
Lynn,
Why is that lame? You’re just being a good friend.
I have my CT scan next Wednesday and will not get the results until the 28th. Like I just said on one of my Facebook posts, it’s a good thing that I am not an alcoholic or I’d be snockered already. Ice cream it is!
I will keep everyone posted. Until then, I will keep juicing lemons in my VitaMix—probably a better choice than drinking or ice cream—and hope my cough goes away.
Take care.
-Marie