[read
this post to see what the memory sharing is all about]
I remember when Leah was first diagnosed. It was pretty
surreal for us all within and of itself, but then added was the backdrop that
we already had a family member with cancer. This surely could not be happening.
Because of the initial surgery and outcome I remember saying to Leah that it
seemed like she had cancer with the “small C.” (I will never use that term
again) This was a result of my own denial and chastisement, in part, but also
the beginning of how this disease and its course invaded Leah’s body and the
lives of those who loved her. No small part of this initial assessment of mine was
the additional optimism one needs to feel when given a cancer diagnosis, test,
and surgery results.
Blog September 28, 2012:
Surgery was completed at
5:15pm. Surgeon says it all went as planned, there was just the 1 tumor and he
got it all. 18 inches of colon removed and many nodes for testing. Determined
that no bag would be needed! All in all it's the best news we could expect at this
point. She's waking up soon.
We
thought we were on our way to chemo and wellness.
October
26, 2012, blog post:
PET scan results
Well thank God for the yay
list because we have bad news. I just got off the phone with the oncologist and
the scan results are in. The PET is 99% accurate and it showed that the nodule
is cancer and that there are also other several other tiny spots around it that
are cancerous as well. The staging is now changed to stage 4 cancer. The plan
is still to use chemo to treat the cancer in the lungs, so thank God for Chemo!
This
news hit us all like a ton of bricks to the head. I remember taking a call from
my sister,