Oct 16, 2011 - 10:40 am
It dawned on me Friday afternoon that one year ago was the anniversary date of my fateful colonoscopy. The date that a local GI doctor said as he performed the procedure, "Oh, my God, that thing is huge!" At that moment, my life changed forever.
After a squirrelly couple of weeks being seen by local doctors, a botched 2nd biopsy and a misdiagnosis (in situ rectal cancer) I fled to my beloved Scott & White Clinic in Temple, a teaching hospital, where I fell into the arms of angels.
I didn't expect tears on Friday. But they came anyway. A river of them.
Just another step on the road of healing.