They Spoke Too Soon
We got a call from one of my surgeons. I hate her now. She is a
really good doctor and has EXCELLENT bedside manner, but I think I might
have to hate her.
When the pathology
report came back, it did show that the cancer was removed with clean
margins all around. However, the pathologist found the tumor in a
slightly different place than was expected. SO... I have to go back in
on Tuesday for another ultrasound (the fifth one, if you're counting) to
see if that was the same tumor that we had originally seen, or a new
one. If it was the same one, then my recovery can continue at the
achingly slow pace at which I was already suffering.
If
it is a new tumor, then we can relax and panic with renewed fervor.
There is relief in the fact that a malignant tumor was successfully
removed on Monday, with the rest of the tissue. But, there still may be
some tenacious cancer cells hanging out at the original site. In which
case, I would go back in for a surgery that my doctors call "an
unfortunate inconvenience." Um, yeah.
We'll know more on Tuesday.
Please pray for me.
Please pray for my family.
Please pray for my surgeon ...
- that she locates and removes all of the offending cells
- and that she recovers quickly when I wallop her with the ultrasound wand.
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