Today is the 25th of January. January 25th, 2007 is when I was diagnosed with Cancer. I remember everything seemed to happen so quickly that day. I went in for a chest x-ray. As soon as the doctor read it he told me to go to Urgent Care for another Doctor's opinion. I was shocked to hear him tell me that I needed to go to the ER at Ventura County Medical Center. I made some phone calls, packed a bag, and Eric and I headed off to the ER. The place looked really packed and we thought we'd be waiting all night. To our surprise, we were called up and I was stuck with my first IV in my hand. I had to look away. It wasn't too painful, though. Just uncomfortable. Then I went back to the waiting area and only had to wait a short while till I was called back to a little area with a bed and curtains. Sometime in the mix of things I was taken to get a CT scan. Then one doctor after another came to talk to me. I remember one doctor telling me how incredibly serious this was. No one knew exactly what was going on in me, but they knew it wasn't good. It kind of felt like a dream to me. The doctors were very nice and sincerely concerned. We were up all night until we got transferred to a room. The first big procedure that was done was a bone marrow biopsy. Although they shot me with some medicine to numb me, I could still feel pain as they ground their tools into my lower back bone to get enough bone marrow. Actually, I think that was the second big procedure. The first was to biopsy the mass in my chest to see whether or not it was cancerous. That was a breeze because I was given morphine and numbed up so much that I couldn't feel a thing. I just remember this skinny tube thing sticking out of my chest. Later, I was getting a EKG done when my doctor walked in. He told me that the biopsy results showed that it was cancer. He had tears in his eyes. I didn't cry. I just remember nodding and saying "uh huh, okay, alright, uh huh...etc." as he told me. When I came back to my room, everyone was in there, crying and teary-eyed. This all may sound depressing but it really isn't when you think about all the healing and miracles that have taken place. Well, I'm still waiting to hear from the hospital so I'm guessing the MRI isn't going to get done until next week, which might be for the best. I will update again soon! Bye for now!