Yesterday J went back to the hospital for another round of surgery. Seems when examining the first tissue they removed they found another type of cancer. The most common, yet least life threatening. The little trooper was a little less troopie yesterday. The doctor did take about twice as much as the first surgery and they also had her on morphine which they didn't the first time. She was proud of obtaining her second pair of free socks from the hospital, but did remark that it was a lot to go through for a pair of socks. On Monday she should have the results of the tissue they removed and move onward from there. She needs a break. This has all happenend so fast that I don't think she's had time to breathe.
The other day J posted an email regarding her surgery and mentioned in it that I had wanted to start a pool on how many times she'd have to go in before they got it all. This had brought some comments by people thinking I was unsympathetic toward the situation. Well, that couldn't be more from the truth. I've had enough doom and gloom in my life that it's just not worth it to sit around dwell on all the bad. There is a bright side out there and if you can find it you should. In a previous post I had an Ode to Dad. He is the one who tried to get us to always find the good. He's 72 and doesn't seem to have gotten tired of looking. Believe me, the reality of the bad is still there but it can easily be dealt with by having a good outlook. "It helps in the healing process".
Yesterday while we were sitting in J's room after the surgery her mom was telling me about past Christmas's where they ate in shifts. We thought J was sleeping as there was a little snorage going on. All of a sudden she pipes in with "I get to eat first this year cause I have cancer". We couldn't do anything but laugh. I can so picture her pushing her way to the front of the line. Pushing some little cousin out of the way. I do know that she would let Grandma in before her though.
You all have a great day!