We arrived at Erin’s shortly after five. Three tiny kids attacked me as I got out of the car.
You still have hair! The girls were amazed. Good Lord, these kids know everything. Lana has been spreading the word at school that she had bad news and good news…Bad news was her nana had cancer. Good news was they caught it early and she was going to get well.
The kids are arguing about what kind of wig I should get if I lose my hair. Calli (our blondie) says it should be blond. Lana wants brown. Both agree that it should be YOUNG hair (i.e….long and silky, NOT short..that’s old hair) They both have been looking at cute scarves that I might like. They are kids with a mission.
Declan knows the problem has something to do with swallowing so he keeps bringing me food to try.
Jerry went into the Anderson website today and was reading my medical reports to me. The surgeon we saw yesterday wrote that I look very well and was thin (bless him), well nourished, and very fit looking (double bless him) and otherwise very healthy.
I figure all your prayers and good thoughts are working. These guys leave no stone unturned. The tests go on and on but so far, no new ugly surprises.
And they are very careful. Every step of the way, they make sure they have the right patient. They want my patient ID (I have it memorized), name, date of birth. And they must have asked me ten times before the endoscopy what procedure I was having. When they were rolling me into the OR and asked me AGAIN, I told them I thought I was having a C-section …twins. They howled and dared me to tell the doctor that. Unfortunately I was totally under by the time I got into the OR.
I have a pulmonary workup on Tuesday. Maybe after that I’ll meet with the radiation therapist and oncologist. They really don’t set up a timetable until every test is done, I guess.
What I do know is that I’m going to begin immediately once they have their ducks in a row. I asked about waiting until after Thanksgiving..No way.
Are we staying here or going home for treatment? I imagine the final decision will be made after our meetings with the doctors but honestly, I can’t imagine going home. The biggest reason is that these guys have the latest and greatest radiation…something called proton therapy. From what we understand (Jerry did the research while I was driving the other day) it is more precise and less likely to mess up my quality of life during therapy and better for recuperating before I go into surgery later on. The only place in Florida that has proton therapy is the Mayo Clinic in Jacksonville. May as well stay with Anne and Clark and get it done here.