So...the surgery is over with and was successful. Successful in the fact that they didn't have to yell "Code Blue" or use the paddles on my mom (my mom's words). Unsuccessful in the fact that they found two pea sized cancerous tumors in her lymph nodes-but only on the left side where the original mass was found. Today we find out the stage of the cancer. This really scares me. I guess because for everyone, including my mom, this has been surreal. As my mom was showering for the first time and she was able to look at what used to be her breasts, she felt that she was looking at someone else. Knowing the stage makes it more real. But I keep reminding myself that knowing the stage doesn't change anything. Whatever stage they say that she is, she was when they discovered the cancer. Just like everything else. I will just need a little time to process. This is a scary thing. I don't like it one bit. But you know, as horrible as this whole thing is, God has been with us the entire way. We have been able to spend time with family that we typically wouldn't have been able to. We are still able to laugh and have a good time, even if it's in the hospital room.
Mat Kearney has a song called Closer to Love. My favorite line from the song is "I guess we are all one phone call from our knees." That's what I feel like every day.
Even with the rug pulled out from under my family, life still goes on.
1. Grad school classes start Monday afternoon. I'm excited!
2. Andrew and I are official home owners, except that the lady who owned the home misunderstood when closing was and still has some of her crap in the home. We haven't gotten the keys yet. I'm going to charge her rent.
3. Andrew's (keeping fingers crossed) about to get a promotion.
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