Thursday, October 16, 2008

Sailing to Philadelphia - fo' reals, yo.

I was off by 30 minutes. I spoke to the doctor at 5:30. The over/under was surprisingly accurate; if I had money, I'd gamble.

So, we will be in Dr. Comcast's office at 9AM tomorrow morning. At some point after 9, The Boy will be taken in, sedated, and the growths on his left side will be biopsied. This is right out of "House" - he'll be in a CT scanner when the needle is inserted into his back, so they get an accurate chunk of whatever it is. Three possibilities that we know of: 1) infection, 2) tumor, 3) second spleen.

If it's #2 or #3, no worries. Cut it out, get the tumor from the right side, stitch 'im up and restart chemo, with the possibility of another drug or two added to the cocktail. No muss, no fuss, we're home in five days-ish.

If it's #1 - which is the most probable - things get a little squinchy. Once the biopsy determines the infection, they will likely install a drain and begin treating the infection with antibiotics. If it's a simple infection (like, no drain required & one antibiotic necessary), they might send us to Barnabas to have it treated. If it isn't - and it probably isn't - we'll be at CHoP until it's cleared up, then we'll go in for the second surgery, the recovery and THEN discharged. That timeframe could be anywhere from a few days to a few weeks.

Darn good thing that we have a good insurance plan. The only thing that it doesn't cover is missed time at work or the effects that sustained absences will have on my possible tenure.

That's the frustrating thing - how much do we pack? Three days' of clothing? Five days? Ten? How do we plan our lives? How do we eat? How do we sleep? How do we do ANYTHING?

Red, one of my buddies, gave me very sage advice today: "All you can do at this point is to put it in G-d's hands. Trust in G-d, and everything will work out the way it's supposed to work out." I'm paraphrasing a bit, but that's the idea. And, he's right. There's not a gosh-darned thing that I can do to control the situation; I can't plan my way around the bumps in the road caused by this. All I can do is my best.

One of my lifelong philosophies - brought on by a plethora of crappy events that have happened to me, from my brother's passing, to my mother's untimely passing, to my difficulties in school and in college, to my difficulties finding a home at work, to difficulties in my personal life - is that G-d puts us where we need to be, not where we want to be. It's true, in every situation I've encountered. Everywhere I've been, every experience that I've had, has shaped me and put me in the crucible's fire. I know that The Wife, The Boy and I will get through this, with G-d's help (and a rich oldest brother, which doesn't hurt to have as G-d's messenger).

Next update will be from the hospital. Hooray, WiFi and iPod Touch!

2 comments:

Paul D. Keiser said...

I'd offer advice, but you pretty much covered my talking points, there.

I'll be thinking of you guys this weekend.
(Except maybe from 11:30-11:40am Saturday. Gotta remember my choreography and notes, after all!)

Sarah R said...

You will all be in my thoughts and prayers. Keep us posted!