March 27, 2009
**cross-posted to www.merenwentari.wordpress.com **
Robert and I are down in Fort Pierce with Richard this weekend. Richard had his surgery yesterday morning, where they took biopsies from his bladder, did a wash in his kidneys to catch any loose cells to find out if any are cancerous, and put a dye in his kidneys so that they could take a look at them (it is amazing how the medical community has come up with ways to see inside all of us).
I don’t know if I told you after he had his last surgery, but the polyps that they found were indeed cancerous. The cancer is the least invasive and volatile kind that you can have (he doesn’t remember the name of it), so that is good, but now we have to wait for the results of the wash and the biopsies, and then we go from there. Hopefully it is just the same as what Robert’s father has (every three months he goes in and they take out whatever polyps have formed in his bladder), and he says that it has “just become routine”. Let us hope for the best results.
In the meantime, Robert’s sister Christine, who is suffering from thyroid, pancreas, uterine and possibly kidney cancer, had her operation Tuesday morning to remove a spot on her pancreas. Again, we are hopeful that this nipped that one in the bud, and then she can continue to keep working on the others. The chemotherapy has brought her down to 97 pounds (and even though she is small boned and 5′2″, that is still too thin), but she keeps plugging along. It’s that Utess stubborness *big grin*. Robert wants to get together with Mom once she and Dad get back from Texas (where Christine is), and get a complete list of all of the things that everyone in the family has had, since it is apparent that cancer runs in the family, as well as arthritis.
As for me, each day is a new day. One day at a time. Some mornings are less painful than others, and I am grateful for that.
Richard and I talked a little bit last night, and hopefully the three of us will be able to sit and really talk this afternoon. There is a lot that needs to be said and brought out and kept or burned, depending, and we all need to get on the same page of Family survival. There is a lot of love there, so hopefully we’ll be able to get everything worked out and move on ahead as a Family.
We’ll probably be back in Summerfield Saturday afternoon. Hope is over a Heather’s house, having the time of her life with the boys - I don’t know if we’ll be able to get her back! lol Faith is here with us, and being wonderfully cushy and peaceful (she makes such a great pillow).
More reports to come from the continually Evolving Pathway.
Robert and I are down in Fort Pierce with Richard this weekend. Richard had his surgery yesterday morning, where they took biopsies from his bladder, did a wash in his kidneys to catch any loose cells to find out if any are cancerous, and put a dye in his kidneys so that they could take a look at them (it is amazing how the medical community has come up with ways to see inside all of us).
I don’t know if I told you after he had his last surgery, but the polyps that they found were indeed cancerous. The cancer is the least invasive and volatile kind that you can have (he doesn’t remember the name of it), so that is good, but now we have to wait for the results of the wash and the biopsies, and then we go from there. Hopefully it is just the same as what Robert’s father has (every three months he goes in and they take out whatever polyps have formed in his bladder), and he says that it has “just become routine”. Let us hope for the best results.
In the meantime, Robert’s sister Christine, who is suffering from thyroid, pancreas, uterine and possibly kidney cancer, had her operation Tuesday morning to remove a spot on her pancreas. Again, we are hopeful that this nipped that one in the bud, and then she can continue to keep working on the others. The chemotherapy has brought her down to 97 pounds (and even though she is small boned and 5′2″, that is still too thin), but she keeps plugging along. It’s that Utess stubborness *big grin*. Robert wants to get together with Mom once she and Dad get back from Texas (where Christine is), and get a complete list of all of the things that everyone in the family has had, since it is apparent that cancer runs in the family, as well as arthritis.
As for me, each day is a new day. One day at a time. Some mornings are less painful than others, and I am grateful for that.
Richard and I talked a little bit last night, and hopefully the three of us will be able to sit and really talk this afternoon. There is a lot that needs to be said and brought out and kept or burned, depending, and we all need to get on the same page of Family survival. There is a lot of love there, so hopefully we’ll be able to get everything worked out and move on ahead as a Family.
We’ll probably be back in Summerfield Saturday afternoon. Hope is over a Heather’s house, having the time of her life with the boys - I don’t know if we’ll be able to get her back! lol Faith is here with us, and being wonderfully cushy and peaceful (she makes such a great pillow).
More reports to come from the continually Evolving Pathway.