Fall 2009. The pain starts. Followed by numbness. Doctors have no idea. Chest x-ray shows a mass on the lungs. Doctor's say lung cancer. Surgery. Biopsy. Not cancer. Doctors have no idea. Again.
A year passes. The pain gets worse. So does the numbness. They try everything. Still nothing works.
Summer 2010. Another chest x-ray. Another mass. Another surgery. Another biopsy. Still no idea.
Fall 2010. A diagnosis. Non-hodgekins lymphoma. Chemo starts.
January 2011. No more cancer. Success.
Two weeks later. MRI reveals mass on the brain stem. Doctors say cancer. But this time there's no optimism. This will take him from us, they say. 5 years, if we're lucky.
This is the beginning. The beginning of our second round fighting as hard as we can for him. Being there in every way we know how. And praying that the doctors are wrong. Hoping that there will be a cure. And refusing to allow 5 years to be the reality.
This is the beginning of a journey we thought was over.
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