And the Hits Just Keep on Coming

The ride home yesterday was a bitch.  There is no other way to say it.  Every little bump was a new lesson in pain.  Finally at home, I got comfy in my own bed, got drugged up, and settled in as much as possible.  Although I was never completely comfortable (and didn't expect to be,) I got 8 hours of sleep with only one wake-up for a bathroom break and medication.  That is tons better than I slept at the hospital.

Today, Kevin's mom came up and walked in the door with my favorite Sonic drink.  Win!  After that came a much needed shower.  I love my husband but consider myself very independent, so this was a humiliating and painful experience.  When it was over, though, I felt so much better.

As I started to drift off in the recliner, my phone rang and Kevin answered since I wasn't coherent.  It was the surgeon.  And it was what I was afraid of.

Of the 10 nodes that they removed, 3 contained cancer cells.  Chemo will be coming.  On May third, when I follow up with my oncologist, we'll talk about radiation.  DAMN, DAMN, DAMN.  This is not what I had in mind.  Just in case you wondered.  Not what I had in mind at all.  I think I'll go pout, now.

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