I have spent a great deal of time lately practicing. I practiced what to say to my husband a whole lot before I finally got the courage to talk to him. I practiced what to say to Karen, the coordinator in the Women’s Imaging department, before she called with my initial biopsy results. I am practicing what to say to my children, so that I can explain to them what is going on without scaring them, especially the one who no longer lives nearby. I have tried to practice how to tell my mother, who is caring for my terminally ill father, but I haven’t had much success with that one. I am trying to figure out how to tell my friends, both those who are close and those who are casual.
But today, when I was by myself in my bedroom, I practiced tying head scarves. Just in case, you know.