Bumps In My Tummy

My sister said the only difference between yesterday and today is that today I have more information on my cancer.  Otherwise, nothing has changed.  I still may be here in 50 years.  I just might die tomorrow.  None of us knows when God is going to call us home.  With that said, I quickly brushed away my tears, called Pamela and told her she was absolutely right!

I did not have the biopsy today.  If you remember the biopsy was only being done to stage the tumor in my spine for treatment.  Since I am not  "therapeutic", my oncologist didn't want to continue on with the biopsy.  What he did decide was that he needed to control my pain and vomiting.  Stop the bleeding "for good" and diagnose the new lumps in my tummy that seem to have popped up everywhere.

As my doctor was feeling around my tummy...he looked at me and said, "Darlin' this isn't good.  Those are your lymph nodes."  Now, some of you may think that's a harsh way to tell a patient "bad" news.  I on the other hand, love him as my physician because he is "like" that.  He doesn't sugar coat anything and delivers the news with care and humor.  I respect that.  So, he helped me up off  the examining table and sent me for a CT scan.

It's my lymph nodes and well if anyone knows anything about metastasizing cancer...lymph nodes are a TERRIBLE place for cancer to invade.  On the 22nd he will do an FNA.  Fine needle biopsy of the lymph nodes.  It's exactly what it sounds like.  A very thin needle will be put into the largest lymph node in my tummy.  The results will go to pathology and he'll tell me if the lymph nodes are cancerous.

"Medically speaking, and I'm a specialist...those lymph nodes are probably cancerous ."  He says to me.  He continues, "Do you want to know the statistics for cancer that's spread to the nodes??" Blah, blah, blah.  I don't do statistics!!!  I certainly wasn't shocked to hear that those lymph nodes might be holding cancer cells.

I took lots of pain meds when I came home.  After all that poking, I hurt worse.  I slept most of the afternoon and through dinner.  When I woke, I had a banana muffin that Dad made.  I didn't throw it up either.  I joked with Mom that maybe my tummy will only tolerate foods Dad makes.  Now, that couldn't be terrible....right?!!!!!!

It's way past bedtime and I'm still feeling the pain.  I need to tuck in.

I leave for DC tomorrow evening.

Pray for miracles, please.

I love y'all.

 

*** Please say prayers for my family.

*** Please say prayers for Nathan (They didn't "get it all".), Ms Bobby (she started radiation), Mr. Russo, Ms Pammy (recovering from surgery.), Lenore, Trish, David Carey, Sugar, Cindy (She's in remission),Tammy (she's in remission) and Jeannette. They are fighting the battle with cancer too .

*** Please say prayers for Jay Carey and his family.  He is in Iraq, fighting the war.

 

If this is yourfirst time reading my journal, PLEASE go back to my first entry on 11-15-06 to read about the title MEET ME AT THE BREAKFAST TABLE!! Thanks!