Jensen House

 We had been sitting with this difficult news for quite awhile. We had a biopsy date scheduled and it was coming up quick. We were going to go on our family vacation and then come back, have the biopsy and get results. Until we found a new discovery. Something that might not have been that bad if I wasn't staring a possible cancer diagnosis in the face, but I was, and it was bad, it was devastating and it was going to postpone the biopsy.  I have a right to be vague because it is my health and probably one of the most traumatic experiences I will ever have in my life. But it is an important part of this story and I will be thankful to re read this one day.  I had hope. I thought they would still be able to do it. That medicine had progressed so much and there was no way that this could put the whole thing to a halt. Well, I was naive. We learned that my biopsy had been cancelled, and they wouldn't test me for cancer until the new discovery was taken from my body. About a ...

 I was supposed to go into work at noon. I always started at noon on Mondays. I had started a routine of laying out in the sun from 9:30 to about 10:45 before I had to get ready for work. This way I could get some colour on my skin, get some Vitamin D and relax a little bit before my shift.  I was laying outside like I always did. I started to feel some tightness in my chest and some weird heart rate patterns. I was laying on my back on my towel outside and it felt like someone was sitting on my chest. I was also having these weird waves of headache. Like someone was squeezing the sides of my head really hard then letting go.  I have always been overly health conscious. I always believe in being better safe than sorry. So I decided to call the 811 nurse hotline to tell them how I was feeling, fully expecting them to tell me to relax and go on like normal.  Obviously this story is worth a blog post, so that is not what they said. I told her what I was feeling and her ...