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September 11, 2009
Published on Sep 26, 2009
Not much to say about this day.
A little after noon I was in my car, just leaving work at the Sharon Health Center when I got the call.
Dr. DiFlorio from radiology, “I’m afraid it’s cancer. But if you have to have cancer, this is the best of the worst.”
I pulled over in the park and ride lot by the I89 on ramp and discussed briefly what the biopsy showed and what would happen next.
And at that park and ride, my life changed course, pretty much forever.
So I drove to the studio and started the task of telling those I loved. I cried the first of many rounds of tears.
And that night, all I wanted was to NOT be alone. I called a few people, but everyone had something else going on, so, on the night I was diagnosed with cancer I had a glass of wine, a good cry, and went to bed.