These were the understated words of the Nurse Navigator at the melanoma clinic, just a few quiet ticks after I had tacked-on a non sequitor to our phone conversation about wound care. I had asked the simple question, “Have my pathology reports come back yet, Hugh?”, then waited as he clicked on the computer for a minute. I had previously been told that only the surgeon would share the results with me, so this was mostly a shot in the dark. But he was completely forthcoming:
In the next few days, I’ll learn more about the concerns about recurrence, survival rates, and the methods of prevention and detection of further melanoma. And I’ll start worrying about the microscopic melanoma that might still be coursing through my body. But for now, I’m breathing again and rejoicing in the relief I feel for myself and my family and my friends. Looking forward to getting back to a life that feels much less threatening and foreboding.