April 28th...approximately 11:30AM.
There are a few times in your life that you will remember forever. The day you got married, when your kids were born, etc. April 28th will be one day in my life that will never be forgotten. It was the day the doctor told us we had breast cancer. I will use the term "we" in this blog in reference to my wife and myself because even though she is the one that will truly be going through this experience, we have always been a team and will always be a team, therefore it is "us". As I sat there, there doctor was explaining the options to us and he could have been speaking jibberish for all I knew. I was trying real hard to listen but as time went on through the discussion, I was getting this knot in my stomach that just kept growing. At one point I had to get up and get a towel to dry my forehead off as I was about to vomit. I made it through the doctor's options, gathered myself, and then it was time to turn on the support for Jenn. We made it to the stairwell before Jenn broke down. I tried not to because I didn't want to show weakness I guess. That is the way men are trained. I was afraid if she saw me worried, it would just worry her more so I tried to be strong. We drove separate cars home from the doctor's office. On the way home I had to call work to let them know I would not be returning that day. I got about 2 sentences in to explaining what was happening and I lost it. I had to hang up. I can't even remember who I called next and about 2 sentences in, I had to hang up as I lost it again. That happened several times as I called people who needed to know what was going on as soon as possible. I knew then, this wasn't going to be easy.
