I debated about doing this post. So many times, a blog shows all the fun things and not the hardships. My kids pull out my books of blogging all the time and read and look at pictures and I want it to be real to them. Things happen, good and bad. We don't have control over what happens so much as how we act when we are faced with a challenge.
One evening as a busy, busy day came to an end, Jeremy and I were joking around. I can't even remember now what it was about, but then he handed me a diagnosis sheet. I wasn't really sure what it was at first. Just a lot of medical words I wasn't familiar with. At the bottom it said the diagnosis was Testicular Cancer. I think I felt the blood rush to my face. I was super shocked and didn't know what to say. So I just responded with a half chuckle, "What is this?" He nodded towards the paper and the room grew very quiet. So quiet that you could hear the sound of silence if you know what I mean.
As we started speaking, he told me that he had found a lump and went to the Dr., who then sent him to another Dr. in Utah County to have an Ultrasound, and then met with another Dr. When the final diagnosis finally came Jeremy decided that surgery was the best option to remove it. It was scheduled the following week.
That was it. So we would cut out this lump and be done. No more. I felt OK about this. But Dr's aren't usually definite when speaking about a prognosis. They add things like "I hope" or "probably" or even "the outlook looks good." But never "You're done."
So we went to Huntsman Cancer Institute and met with the Dr. Dechet. It was an out patient surgery and would be done in a few hours. We were to stay close for a few days in case any complications occurred. Jeremy was so great about it. In fact, he wasn't even going to tell me about the diagnosis until after he had his surgery! (I would have been sooooo MAD!!) We went out for the yummiest sushi dinner the night before and hung out all night! The roll above is my FAVORITE! It is crab wrapped in cucumber.
I didn't want to tell anyone about what was going on with us. I don't know why, but I felt like if I didn't act like something was wrong, nothing was. We told our family members and that's about it. Jeremy's Dad gave him a blessing. It was awesome and the spirit was strong. Jeremy didn't appreciate all the pictures I kept snapping away! HAHA! A few hours later, it was done! They were done a lot faster than we had thought and I wasn't there. I was running around trying to find a bank! My GPS was not reliable that day and I was in tears racing back to him. He was more annoyed that he didn't have his phone to check the messages from work! LOL! That's my J! He was doing so well and wouldn't be kept down. He started walking around immediately. Now the only thing we had left of this ordeal was to wait for the pathology to come back with nothing to worry about.
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