I'm home & of course today is a big event downtown and we expected to be very busy at the store. Mom opens at 9 am early and people follow her in at 8:20am.
She doesn't call me because she wants me to sleep in. She's able to handle it. I'm impressed.
At 9"30 Dr.K calls me as he said he would. He has the results of the biopsy of the main lump. Yup its cancer. He asks can you come in today? Huh? I'm in NJ, OH I thought you where staying in town? We did then can home. OK, are you bruised? Ahhh yes, you stuck 5 needles in me 2 days ago and took some flesh. Come in at 8am Friday then, I need more pictures and I'm going to hurt you. Yay, that's awesome.:(
Get to the store at 10:30, its mobbed.
My phone does not stop ringing. Now the MRI nurse calls they see 2 lumps behind the main one. She is going to send the results to Dr.k so he has them for Friday.
That day I got a surprise visit from an amazing person. Who I now consider a friend, ( i was friends with his wife first). Gabe D. Comes in he is a fellow cancer survivor. He is here to tell me all that the Dr.'s won't and just share some insight. Wow, i was confident before that i am going to beat this, but now damn Skippy, I am.
His oldest brother is a priest Father Frank, he happens to be in Rome but has big ties to the
St. Jude shrine in Baltimore, (one of our favorite places) so Gabe emailed Father Frank who apparently emailed back & said he is on it! Now that's calling in a favor.
Mom and I leave that night to go The MD Peditto's which turns out that fits, (Stephanie is a Dr. or works with them & Paul had a MD shirt on for the DNR the other day.)
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