Thank you everyone for the prayers and good wishes! I really do appreciate it, and there is some news below. And thank you OldMtWoman for the article. I hope it’s just a “cap” and not a “seal”. Will have to get someone out here to look. Hope you continue to feel better, too!
Today I added some more detail to my new business plan, and put down reminders of which annual goals to work on in each month in my bullet journal. Nothing much else except dealing with the fatigue and dizziness from a migraine aura – the migraine has been successfully prevented with coffee, rest and ibuprofen thus far.
On another note, we got an incredible (good) shock today. The back story: in October my daughter had a lump in an area with a lot of lymph nodes biopsied. The biopsy showed cancer. A PET scan was ordered, and the PET scan lit up in various areas in the abdomen, especially right where the lump was, which was another confirmation of cancer. After much grief because the first doctor, to our horror, seemed to want to cut a big hole in her abdomen (taking the skin too and then trying to sew everything back together!), and do something similar to FGM and a complete hysterectomy as well, we finally found another oncologist who would only take the lump and leave the rest intact. Boy are we glad we did! Last Thursday, this less “knife happy” doctor removed the lump. The new doctor, by the way, had been classified as one of the best doctors in our area, and we knew we were lucky to get him.
While daughter was still waking up in Recovery, the doctor sat us down and told us he got most of the tumor, but not all because it appeared to have grown into the bone, and that it definitely looked like cancer, and she would probably need radiation therapy. There were lots of tears, especially from Daddy for his little girl. So then we go into Recovery to see our daughter, who is just beginning to wake up. What is the first thing she tells us and the recovery room nurse? “I had very nice dreams while I was out. I don’t remember all of them, but Mary was there.” I didn’t know what to think, but hoped it meant something good.
Today is one week after surgery, the pain is finally improving (the surgery was still brutal, though not anywhere near what the first surgeon wanted to do), but she still has to have assistance just turning in bed because the stitches could still tear if she uses here abdominal muscles too much.
And then the doctor’s office called today with the histology report.
No cancer.
The histologist is confused, to say the least. The original biopsy and the PET scan indicated cancer. But the ugly painful lump that was removed is not. Either someone made a whopper of an error when they evaluated the biopsy and then the PET scan, or we have witnessed a miracle. They are going to go back and compare the biopsy and PET scan with the histology of the tumor and try to figure out what happened. Like I said. Shock. But very happy shock!