moving along

Surgery was Tuesday, and it was an extremely long day. It wasn't long because of what we had to do. There were complications with the procedure in the operating room before the wife got there, so we had to wait.


Then there was a longer than normal wait (if there is a "normal" wait) in recovery because her oxygen level kept dropping and blood pressure kept rising. For a while we thought they may insist on keeping her overnight. All in all, we got there at around 9:30 a.m. and left around 8:45 p.m.


After it's all said and done and it's been a day at home with some perspective, she's doing well. Still home and resting on pain meds, but she's up and around. The doctor said he is pretty sure they got it all, but she'll have follow up visits to check. All we can do now is wait and see....and start smiling and enjoying life again, because worrying gets you nowhere.

better than expected news

No, it didn't all just go away, but now that the picture is clearer, it's not as nasty as my imagination was letting it get. Not even close.

The wife will have to have surgery to have some tissue removed, but the oncologist said it's very treatable and can be taken care of. Once the surgery happens, she'll be monitored every few months to make sure they got it all. He saw no reason doubt that she'll be fine. In the spectrum of possibilities, this was extremely good news.

He likened it to going to the dermatologist and having lesions removed before they become a serious skin cancer issue, and then going back to make sure nothing else crops up.

Yes, she still has to have surgery, and that's never great news, but in the realm of possibilities, we're thankful that we are where we are.

cancer sucks

I haven't done much with this blog lately. I guess it's outlived it's usefulness, or it had until now.

I don't know if anyone still reads this thing, and for the time being, it doesn't much matter. I'm not necessarily looking for an audience. I'm looking for an outlet, because I don't have one.

We found out last Friday that the wife has cancer. The medical term she's been given is vulvar dysplasia but it seems to come down to vaginal cancer. We still don't know a whole lot, so the ignorance is probably the worst part. You don't know, so your mind goes immediately to the worst possible case, which is death and suffering and all maner of nastiness.

We have our first appointment with an oncologicst on Thursday, so that should eliminate some of the ignorance, for better or worse. The wife has done some research and it appears the disease is treatable, and death isn't that much in the picture, unless of course she gets hit by a truck tomorrow, my point being she probably stands as much a chance of dying as any of us do. So far, I'm just hoping that's the case.