I'm going to try to write this blog tonight without swear words. Sometimes, however, you need to use them to make your point. I'll do my best to keep it clean.
I went with Pam to her follow up appointment today after work. What we thought would be a simple, "looks good, now get going on your radiation", turned into, "Hummmm...it looks like we still didn't get it all". The solution to this is...try one more surgery and if it still shows cancer cells, then a mastectomy is probably the next step. WHAT? You've gotta be kidding me. I thought the solution the first time was to do this little lumpectomy. Simple. Wham Bam. You can go shopping the next day. How could this have turned into surgery #3 with a 4th one in the wings? I really am optimistic about Pam's prognosis, but come on... how good can 3 surgeries be on a 60 (oops, I mean 47) year old woman? Or, anyone for that matter. As you know, I think I'm just a few credits short of my M.D. so I've talked Pam into getting that second opinion she needs (at least I hope I've talked her into it). It's not that I don't trust the doctor or his judgement, it's that I want her to have a surgeon that works hand in hand with an oncologist. That is the important step right now. Being her own best advocate is the greatest thing Pam can do for her health. After the appointment we had that glass of wine and dinner like we had planned, but with the news we received earlier, it was all hard to swallow.
Rick and I are feeling pretty good all things considered. Hopefully the rain will stop soon and we can get back out in the yard doing some "dirt" therapy. I don't have much more to paint or to rearrange in the house so we've moved outside for a little update.
Have a wonderful weekend. Don't forget to "LOVE THE ONES YOUR WITH"