We're in the waiting room at the surgeons office, for my post-op check up and I'm feeling the same a nerves I felt the first time I was diagnosed, because this time we know for sure. This time they've dissected the tumor and can see what is going on.
Logically, I think it will be a neurofibroma, because two of three pathology reports said it was. But that logical belief hasn't made it through my brain yet apparently, because I'm scared out of my mind right now. Worse than the first time, maybe, because if it IS cancer, there is a chance they will have to do more surgery and that is a terrifying prospect.
Wish me luck.