I often say that phrase, when thinking about plane crashes or drug side effects or car accidents. It is a very selfish phrase because it assumes only about me – I’m already dying, what could be worse?
Well, I found out.
Truth is, I can barely get dressed anymore by myself. I can’t make food or cut food, and soon I won’t be able to drive or walk or go to the bathroom by myself. The only way I’m able to function is by those around me, and first and foremost and the one that means the most to me is my wife, Melanie.
Mel is my hero. I had a post about it a while ago. She does everything for our family, and I’ll get all mushy and say how much I love her and can’t live without her, not even joking about literally. Well, I have to share some family news. The worst thing that could happen is Mel getting sick, and, well, that’s kind of happened.
Over the course of this year, Mel’s had a ton of stress and largely thought any symptoms she was having were a result of that. But this month her back was hurting in a new way, so she went to get checked out. An ultrasound and CT later, and 3 different docs, they found a large mass in her pelvic area. Sizes vary – softball, cantaloupe, basketball, beachball (ok no it’s not that big I just put that in for humor). Giving some history – Mel’s Mom died of ovarian cancer in 2008, and this is most likely around that area for Mel. So we are concerned!
But, Dr Bicher at Fairfax says that there are more positive signs than negative: meaning that of the three potential scenarios, signs point to “not cancer” or at least “not an aggressive form of cancer” (what she called borderline). So it’s either a basketball cyst, borderline which would require no chemo, or more serious which would require chemo. We won’t know until the surgery itself. But, Mel went to Lourdes with me and I’m confident that Mama Mary is watching over her with this!
The surgery will be on Friday, 3 August. Not sure what time yet, but it’ll be a 2-3 day stay because this is a basketball. Recovery will be about 6 weeks.
I’d appreciate prayers for Mel and the kids (we’ve told them Mel will be having surgery), but they’ve been through a lot. And I’m 100% useless!
I love you, Mel!