Dr. Lal does not work on Mondays so we had to endure another painful day of no appetite and upset stomachs. Xanax helped! Work continued and I stayed busy. My best friend Elaine was my rock. She could see it in me that I was dying but she knew I needed to stay busy and not talk about it. So we laughed and did our stupid things at work. I had to deliver many lockboxes for houses that we rented so that kept me out of the office. On Tuesday, Dusty and I knew that Dr Lal would be back in the office and should have the biopsy results back. We said we wouldn't call and wait for him to call us. I secretly called at 11:30 and left a message hoping he would get it at lunch and call back. Little did I know, Dusty did the same! We didn't get a call. Aunt Donna and I went out to deliver lockboxes to houses. We were on West Lake Drive and my phone rang, it was Dr. Lal. I put it on speaker phone because I needed Aunt Donna to help me interpret everything I was about to hear. If good news I would have all ears in; if bad news, I knew I was going to go away in my mind. Dr. Lal said it did come back positive for cancer. I felt like my eyes were having a seizure, they were just rocking back and forth trying to keep up with the thoughts that were running through my brain. We asked many questions, of which I can't remember. I started to feel sick so I floored it to my parent's house up the street. I threw the phone to Aunt Donna, "Here, you talk!" and ran inside to get sick, very sick! Dr. Lal asked a question and Aunt Donna said I had stepped away for a second and he said, "to go to the bathroom?" I guess that is a common response to hearing the worse news of your life. I came back and asked if he had talked to Dusty? He said he couldn't reach him. I told him to keep trying. I didn't want to be the one to face Dusty and tell him he has esophageal cancer.
I knew Dusty was in West Lake delivering beds so I quickly took a route out of the neighborhood that he wouldn't be on. I didn't want to face him in the condition I was in or without any answers. Dr. Lal told me things but I couldn't tell you what they were if my life depended on it.
I went to my office and waited for Dusty. The rest of this day is private.
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