So I made it to my hometown. I slept, he drove, the dogs drove us both crazy
I ended up telling my parents on Friday morning. I figured we 'd better get it over with since I still wasn't feeling great and knew they would start to ask questions. We sat them down and I told them that I was sick and what was wrong and that I had already started treatment and nothing was going to change, I was going to kick this things ass and we were still going on with the wedding no matter what happened. I told them I still had a life to live and like hell this was going to stop me from living it, I'd just have to take more naps, that's all My mom cried and my dad left the room (I think to cry or vent off some anger he had towards the world, maybe both but he eventually came back)
Before we left this morning, my mom called me into her room and gave me the rosary my grandmother had with her at every chemo treatment she had before cancer won her fight. I cried like a little girl.
In wedding news I managed to get some checks done, My mom gave me the necklace and earrings I had always dreamed of wearing on my wedding day and which were her mothers. She also gave me the wedding cake knife that my parents used at their wedding and my grandmother (on my dads side) gave me a few different pieces of jewelry for my wedding as well which I'll have to decide on. We stopped at FI's parents place on the way home today and I asked his mom if she had a bracelet that I could borrow from her for our wedding and she said of course but she would have to see what she had. I think she was surprised but touched that I would ask her.
Thats' it for now. This week is full of appointments and i"m tired of just thinking of them. Hope everyone had a great easter and got lots of chocolate!