So, we got the results back from the chunk they cut out of my lung this time, and it turns out that it was cancerous. It certainly would have been nicer had it not been, but it wasn’t unexpected. At this point, of course, we don’t know what the implications are – I see the oncologist on Friday. However, this conversation might provide some insight into the different feelings at our house:
Sue: “That’s your fourth cancer diagnosis in three years.”
Brad: “Yeah, but they cut it out so it’s not there any more. They said they couldn’t see any other cancerous material.”
Sue: “Sure, but when they finished the surgery on your mother that June, they said they’d gotten it all as well. We buried her before Christmas.”
Brad: “Well, that was a different kind of cancer.”
So, as you can see, there aren’t right or wrong thoughts/emotions, but certainly different ones. Fortunately we both agree that God has it all under control. :-)
Anyway, as I said, I see the oncologist Friday and hopefully we’ll have a little more information about what the future holds after that. Thanks again for your continued thoughts and prayers!