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December 06, 2006
A Pound of Flesh
We went to the Cancer Hospital today which is possibly the saddest place on Earth. But everyone is extra friendly which somehow makes it sadder. Like you have to get cancer for humans to extend a bit of courtesy and warmth. I know that's not really true but sometimes it feels like that. And yes I'm still a little bit bitter.
Next Tuesday G will have surgery to remove a wide area around the lesion (he's calling it his pound of flesh) and at the same time they will biopsy the lymph nodes where the melanoma may have spread. The doctor we saw today told us we have every reason to be very optimistic that it hasn't spread, so that's what we're going to be. If it hasn't spread, that's it. It's done. There's nothing more to do except be vigilant with sunscreen for the rest of his VERY LONG life. If it has spread, well, then, that opens up a whole other can of worms but we're not going to go there. If the expert doctor told us to be optimistic then there's no reason NOT to be. We won't know the results of the biopsy for around two weeks.
Which leaves me about a week before my birthday. G's been asking me if there's anything I want for my birthday and I told him that the only thing I will ever want for the rest of my birthdays is for our family to be healthy. But this year especially for HIM to be healthy. That's all I want. There was a question in the comments about where to send me a birthday present - thank you so much for thinking of me, but no presents are necessary. If you INSIST on doing something for my birthday, please consider a donation to the Skin Cancer Foundation or a charity of your choice. That would be the best present ever - besides my husband being healthy.
Thank you all for your comments on yesterday's post. I'm in awe of all of you! There is so much to learn from each other if only we could get over our own hangups - you know? Remind me next time to tell you about the summer I thought I should be admitted to a mental hospital - now that's a DOOZY! ;-)
Off to knit more sleeves....
Posted by Cara at December 6, 2006 04:53 PM
Topics: Life
Comments
Please spend some time talking about how you now have everyone who reads your blog also hopelessly addicted to Snood. Snoodicted, I believe, is what they call it. Yep, that's me.
Posted by: Stacy at December 6, 2006 05:07 PM
So far so good! Waiting is Hell tho. Knit on.
Posted by: Jenny in Jersey at December 6, 2006 05:09 PM
As you know - I work at a cancer hospital and I totally get what you're saying. It is simultaneously the most joyful and saddest place on earth. Especially in the pediatric areas. If the Doc is optimistic you should defo be too. Docs are often optimistic for no reason...they try to manage expectations.
Posted by: Bookish Wendy at December 6, 2006 05:11 PM
Okay, you asked for it, you got it. $20 donation to the Skin Cancer people for you and G. And all the good karma that comes with it!
Posted by: --Deb at December 6, 2006 06:48 PM
Optomistic works for me.
Posted by: Carole at December 6, 2006 07:08 PM
Hi Cara! Keeping you and your dh in my prayers and for him to get a clean bill of health. Hugs, Rosalia
Posted by: Rosalia at December 6, 2006 07:11 PM
In all my interactions with doctors, I find that they are pretty cautious to say they are optimistic about something, so they wouldn't say it unless they meant it. All that to say, be optimistic!
Posted by: sarah b. at December 6, 2006 07:59 PM
If wishes were horses, you'd have a herd! Sending you mine. . .
Posted by: Inga at December 6, 2006 08:04 PM
Sending lots of good vibes to you and your husband.
Posted by: Mintyfresh at December 6, 2006 08:11 PM
Here's to optimism. Wishing you and Georgie all the best.
Posted by: Maritza at December 6, 2006 08:13 PM
All day my thoughts were with the two of you. It's good to hear what we've been thinking all along...there are more reasons to focus on the positive. Smith is away and Moxie won't talk to me (mad at Smith, I guess). Guess I'll go spin;-)
Posted by: margene at December 6, 2006 08:35 PM
g is being treated at one of the best cancer hospitals in the world. he's going to be fine. you have to believe that.
stay positive cara.
Posted by: maryse at December 6, 2006 09:03 PM
Hoping you get a very happy belated birthday present from G, which is his clean bill of health.
Thanks for sharing your journey with us. We're all cheering for you both.
Posted by: Rae at December 6, 2006 09:03 PM
Sendng good vibes yours and your hubbys way.
Posted by: Dorre at December 6, 2006 09:07 PM
Be freakin' optomistic. Sending some good thoughts to y'all.
Posted by: Susan at December 6, 2006 09:18 PM
They do take a wide margin, but that's a good thing. Traumeel ointment really helps. Vitamin E oil and shea butter to decrease scarring. After the tissues heal, continue gently massaging cream into the area and he'll end up with a lot less scar tissue (they cut pretty deep for cutaneous mel).
My surgeon was able to tell me within minutes that he thought I'd be okay, but waiting a few weeks for confirmation from Mayo was terrifying.
I wish you both the best of luck -- it's scary! Remember to breathe, eat, and rest even if you cannot sleep.
Posted by: Sylvia at December 6, 2006 09:49 PM
Optimistic sounds very, very good. Best of luck to both of you. I hope you have to start stocking up on sunscreen, big hats, and umbrellas in about two weeks!
Posted by: seedless grape at December 6, 2006 10:15 PM
My thoughts are with you and G!
Posted by: Michelle at December 6, 2006 10:48 PM
my glass is always full (mostly of wine but full none the less). I send you all my good thoughts and vibes!
Posted by: margaux at December 6, 2006 11:00 PM
I am certainly glad to hear that there is lots of optimism in the air. I worked in an oncology office for a short time and I would echo what someone said above about it being joyful and sad all wrapped into one. I certainly saw a lot of strength exhibited even in the face of the difficulties of the human condition.
Posted by: Heather at December 6, 2006 11:05 PM
my grandpaw doesn't go to Dr's. he got a gift certificate to a Dr. weird i know, but he went. turned out he had a melanoma on his back,larger than the size of the dr's hand. he had several others besides that. all were removed successfully and he has done well. it has not spread. Praying for them to find fabulously clear lymphnodes!
Posted by: heatherly at December 7, 2006 01:21 AM
Holding good thoughts for G's lymph nodes to be perfectly clear. And a quick recommendation for arnica montana - homeopathic and fabulous to help minimize the post-surgical bruising and swelling. I used it before and after my mastectomy and the docs were floored by how little bruising I had. Backchannel me if you want more info. Oh, and ditto on the Snoodicted. Sigh.
Posted by: Sparkle at December 7, 2006 01:48 AM
I'll be thinking healing thoughts and sending white light and good juju! All the best with everything.
Posted by: Romi at December 7, 2006 01:58 AM
A day at the cancer hospital...{big exhale}...blech. Well, one day at a time, sweetie. See, here's one of the ironies of what cancer (or any life-threatening condition, I suppose) does--it suddenly and oddly makes you feel a greater connection to the human family, their struggles and triumphs--so here I am presuming to call you sweetie.
Amen to what Sylvia said above--and one more bit of unsolicited advice: Stay off the cancer websites during those nights when you can't sleep. Leave any internet research for later when you have the biopsy reports back. Then you won't fill your head with useless and stressful information that doesn't apply to you.
Prayers for G. and you.
Posted by: Valerie at December 7, 2006 02:57 AM
I second nixing the cancer sites on the internet. It is the same with all the medical sites out there, they always seem to give worst case senarios. My hubby learnt the hard way, he has a shoulder injury and had convinced himself that the specialist would insist on surgery - thankfully her was wrong :-)
Posted by: janine at December 7, 2006 06:19 AM
Sending lots of good thoughts your way.
Posted by: Phoe at December 7, 2006 07:08 AM
Ditto about the websites. Oh, they can scare the crap out of you! You NEED positive thoughts. George needs your positive thoughts. Don't let any of that scary crap even into your head (or his). They really do put the worst case up on most of those sites and that's not what Geo has -- we are affirming a minor case and quick return to being cancer-free (it's become part of my morning meditation routine). Hang in there, girl. We're all pull for you both.
Posted by: SallyA at December 7, 2006 08:04 AM
Considering birthdays (and mortality), I wonder if your dear husband would like you to suggest something he can DO for you, as well as something he can BE for you.
Continuing to send good thoughts your way!
(Love the photo of the week, BTW.)
Posted by: Ina at December 7, 2006 08:29 AM
My father just finished spending all his days in cancer offices from radiation to chemo. I was amazed at what loving places full of hope, and such places of community, they could be. Dad loved getting to know all the other patients, especially since my mother would not really allow him to acknowledge any weakness or fear. Cancer hospital was his refuge.
Posted by: The Purloined Letter at December 7, 2006 08:44 AM
good thoughts and well wishes go out to you and G.
Posted by: Teyani at December 7, 2006 09:41 AM
Hi, Cara. When I was 14 I had a mole in my hand quickly become bigger and gain thickness, so it was extracted and biopsied in a cancer hospital. (the staff was so loving and caring, by the way). Precisely in mid-December. And it was benign, and my health is still fine (I'm 30). I am hoping that your husband's extraction, in the same time of year, will have the same result: benign. Will keep you in my thoughts...
Posted by: knit_tgz at December 7, 2006 10:46 AM
Sending you lots of positive thoughts and good wishes. And look what that did for Mr. Etherknitter! :-)
Posted by: Beth S. at December 7, 2006 11:40 AM
ditto to everything - including the HORRIBLE, AWFUL SNOODDICTION I've contracted from you - and I didn't even know if was communicable!!! Docs are required to provide you with the risks, benefits, and alternative treatments for EVERYTHING - that said they have to tell you all the worst in order for you to make informed consent. Sometimes all that extra knowledge can be overwhelming - I too am positively optimistic. And remember you CAN STILL DO the beach - just responsibly - heck, I put sunscreen in the part of my hair!!!
Posted by: Robin at December 7, 2006 01:21 PM
It's actually a good thing that the doc told you! I've been thru this kind of thing a few times and when they say be "optimistic", it's because they are. {Here} That's all my good Karma in a hug.
Posted by: Carol at December 7, 2006 01:23 PM
Best wishes to your husband Cara, as I have been through something like this also and know how it can be very trying. Our prayers are with you guys!
Posted by: Jen at December 7, 2006 02:34 PM
Ok - I haven't been reading blogs as much as I should lately and Gd forbid my idiot brother tells me anything... Please let us know if there is anything you need - seriously. Prayers, good vibes and good thoughts going out to you and your sweet G.
Posted by: Julie at December 7, 2006 05:13 PM
Yes I too am addicted to Snood as is my husband and daughter now. Thanks!
Posted by: Shauneen at December 7, 2006 05:48 PM
You're inspiring total sweater envy over here. I'm sort of chilly at my desk, so I thought I'd swing by your gorgeous sun'n'sand pictures when you hit me with an eyefull of sea green goodness. Yummy!(how's G? Been thinking about him and you lately!)
Posted by: Elspeth at December 8, 2006 09:39 AM
I know what you mean about the PR in the cancer departments. Sobering.
The surgery will go well. I'll put in a good word in the General Ether.
Posted by: Laurie at December 8, 2006 03:36 PM
delurking to say my thoughts are with you. my dad is in and out of the same cancer hospital as your G (i think) and i know exactly what you mean, but let me tell you. they are the best people ever.
the.best.ever.
i thank them in my heart everyday for giving my dad more time, how much we dont know, but for now we have the holidays.
good luck. stay positive. knit on. :)
Posted by: stephanieayn at December 8, 2006 04:34 PM