So I'm in a bit of a predicament. Angela just came home and gave me the news. Her biopsy tested positive for cancer. David is at work right now and doesn't know. Do I call him and tell him? Should I wait for him to come home?
Her cancer, luckily, is a the lesser aggressive type: mucinoid (colloid) carcinoma. It's not likely to spread to her lymph nodes, which is really really good. Plus, it seems she caught it early enough to where the prognosis seems fairly positive.
Still, as a good husband I should tell him. That's his Mom. I know I would want to know immediately if it was my Mom. But what can he do? He's stuck on the bus on the way home. If I tell him now, he's stuck panicking until he gets home. If I wait, then I feel like I'm making a dick move deciding for him when he gets information.
Poor Angela.
I tried to crack jokes when she told me because I could see the fear in her eyes. I can only pretend to understand what she's feeling—what she's thinking—right now. Even knowing it's the lesser aggressive type, knowing that you were one of the "lucky" ones to draw a rare cancer can't feel so good.
I think I'm just going to sit back and let his Mom tell him. I'm sure she wants to break the news herself. I just worry because David is so damned empathetic that his fear might make hers more intense.
Fingers crossed all goes well tonight and that is the right decision.
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ARTWORK IS RAIN OF FIRE BY LAZCUTLER.
Her cancer, luckily, is a the lesser aggressive type: mucinoid (colloid) carcinoma. It's not likely to spread to her lymph nodes, which is really really good. Plus, it seems she caught it early enough to where the prognosis seems fairly positive.
Still, as a good husband I should tell him. That's his Mom. I know I would want to know immediately if it was my Mom. But what can he do? He's stuck on the bus on the way home. If I tell him now, he's stuck panicking until he gets home. If I wait, then I feel like I'm making a dick move deciding for him when he gets information.
Poor Angela.
I tried to crack jokes when she told me because I could see the fear in her eyes. I can only pretend to understand what she's feeling—what she's thinking—right now. Even knowing it's the lesser aggressive type, knowing that you were one of the "lucky" ones to draw a rare cancer can't feel so good.
I think I'm just going to sit back and let his Mom tell him. I'm sure she wants to break the news herself. I just worry because David is so damned empathetic that his fear might make hers more intense.
Fingers crossed all goes well tonight and that is the right decision.
* * *
ARTWORK IS RAIN OF FIRE BY LAZCUTLER.
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