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On Friday, May 7th, I was officially told I had breast cancer. The doctor, who is by the way kind of a saint, explained everything in minute detail and mapped out my treatment plan. In less than 2 weeks I will begin 8 treatments of chemotherapy followed by surgery and then we'll go from there.

I got a break for lunch and then spent the afternoon scheduling the multitude of appointments that follow. By the time I got home that evening I was exhausted, so friends, my blog remained quiet for two days. I have wanted this blog to remain light and to see the humor of what I'm going through, but that hasn't been easy, until I did my research.

The subtype of breast cancer I have is called triple-negative, basal something or other. Several of my friends researched this as well, and we all uncovered the same fact, this genetic form of cancer is most frequently seen in pre-menopausal African-American women. I am neither pre-menopausal or African-American. My mother always tells me that I get the weird diseases and when I shared this with Dr. Saint, he concurred.

On Thursday, I said I wanted to know, and now I do and now I have an idea of what I'm facing. There will be moments, maybe even days when I fail to find the humor, so forgive me, but don't say you weren't warned.