The Call: Well, it’s Cancer…

It was early the next week and I called the doctor’s office for the results during my planning period.  Nate, of course, was again teaching middle schoolers to code an hour away.  I couldn’t wait until I got home. So I called, spoke to the doctor who simply said, “Well, it’s cancer…” I’m sure she said more than that.  But I don’t remember.  It was what I expected.  I wasn’t surprised and yet it was absolutely crazy.  I went into the next classroom and told my friend to pause her class because I needed to speak to her real quick.  She thought I might be joking.  She gave me a big hug and then I went back to my desk to regroup.  I headed down to the school secretary because I knew I’d have to fill out some paper work.  She asked if I wanted to go home. I didn’t think about going home. I’d just sit around thinking about that I had cancer.  That I, Amy Christie Selikoff, have cancer.  I have cancer.  Again and again. I went to another friend’s class to tell her in the middle of teaching that I have cancer.  She asked what Nathan had said; I hadn’t told him because I wanted to tell him when he got home.  She said I should tell him now.  I don’t even remember if I called or texted.  I do know that when 4th period started, I was back up in front of the class.   Usually the federal court system is mildly interesting to me; I have no idea if I made any sense the rest of the day.  “I have cancer” was on repeat.

This is Part 5 of the story. Click Cancer Journey to read all of it.

One Reply to “The Call: Well, it’s Cancer…”

  1. I worked with Nathan years ago at IST. Your transparency and tenacity inspires me to keep fighting.

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