What is going on!! (Part 1)
Sunday, January 15th, 2006Good morning! I bid a good morning to all three people who visit this web site. It has been quite a long time since I've written anything. And I certainly apologize. It's just that I've been a little “busy”.
I would like to thank Kristie for updating the website with news of our happenings. She is doing a wonderful job. And I don't mean just about updating the website. I mean that she is doing a excellent job of taking care of me, taking care of Emma Grace, tending to all of the chores, and many, many other things. Most of all, she has done a wonderful job of being the best darn wife anyone could ask for.
As some of you may have put together that did not know, I have been dealing with cancer for the last eight months or so. I was diagnosed with Non-Hodgkins Mediastinal large B-cell lymphoma in mid-August 2005. Since then I have gone through six rounds of chemotherapy and have now started radiation. I suppose a quick overview of what has transpired since the last time I wrote anything is in order. You may now mentally picture that special effect they use on TV shows where the main character is thinking back about some event and the screen gets all foggy or wavy and some harps are playing some tune in the background.
This is the quick version of what has happened over the last nine months or so. I may unintentionally leave out some details, but I think Kristie may be writing up a more detailed version of all of this.
In May of 2005, Kristie (with Emma Grace in her belly) and I went out to visit Brad in Atlanta to catch a Braves game. While out there, I started to run a fever and was having problems breathing. We went to a clinic that was open on weekends, and they x-rayed me. I was told I had pneumonia and was given some antibiotics. The doctor also mentioned that there was some kind of mass in my chest and that he was going to send it to a radiologist to take a closer look at. I thought nothing of it and just assumed it was the pneumonia.
After returning home, the doctor's office calls and says that I need to have a CT scan done. So I have a CT scan done and the report shows that there is some kind of mass in my chest, which could be lymphoma, thymoma, or a teratoma. A biopsy was needed before which it was could be determined. So after turning down a needle biopsy in Vicksburg, we head to Monroe.
We meet with Dr. Minor. He is great, and we like him a lot. We decided to go with a mediastinoscopy for the biopsy, as it is supposedly much more reliable than a needle biopsy. On June 20, 2005, I have my first real surgery. I began bleeding during surgery, so they were unable to get as much of a sample as they would have liked. The lab results showed it was cancer, but they couldn't tell which type. So after thinking the biopsy was done, I found out that I needed another one.
One week later, on June 27th, I have my second biopsy. This one was a thoracotomy. The first biopsy went through my neck. This one went between ribs on my left side. This one hurt much more. The results of this biopsy was that there was no cancer and that it was a benign thymoma. A collective sigh of relief was felt by everyone involved.
Since the tumor was benign, Dr. Minor said that I had time before we had to remove the tumor for Kristie and I to help Emma Grace enter the world. The removal of the “benign” tumor was set for August 15th.
On July 8, 2005, our beautiful baby girl, Emma Grace, came quickly into our lives. Kristie's water broke around 2am and we were in the hospital by 3am or so. Labor was going well for Kristie until a little after 9am or so. The doctor felt that the umbilical cord had fallen in front of the baby's head. We learned in the birthing class that this is a very serious problem and required an immediate C-section. Before we knew it, Kristie was in the operating room where they had to put her under since her epidural had not yet had time to fully take effect. A few minutes later, they were bringing Emma Grace out to me. I was not allowed into the room since they were putting Kristie under. Needless to say, I was happy they were both fine even though I had been really freaked out just minutes before.
After a few days in the hospital, Kristie, Emma Grace, and I all got to go home. Having a new baby for the first time is quite nerve-racking. You are constantly scared that you might do something wrong. But overall, babies are pretty resilient little things. They aren't as fragile as you think they might be. I hope to write more about how the parenting thing is going in a separate post. While cliche, it truly is a life-altering experience.
Well, a few weeks came and went, and then it was time for my next surgery. This one was to be an open heart style surgery. They actually were going to crack my chest open and remove the tumor. After having two surgeries under my belt, I guess I thought I was some kind of surgery-having bad ass or something. I didn't expect this one to hurt much worse than the last. WRONG! Some advice…If someone tells you that having your ribs cracked open, spread open, and wired back shut doesn't hurt, beat the crap out of them, because they are lying! Well, the point of this surgery was to remove a tumor. Well, I awoke to find out that they didn't remove anything except a part of the tumor to be tested. Turns out that it was cancer after all. Lymphoma to be a little more precise.
Needless to say, not only was I hurting physically, but the mental and emotional pain was setting in. Little did I know that this was really just the beginning of many months of this crap.
Well, this is a logical stopping point for now, as I am tired of typing. Tune in later for “The Rest of the Story”.
Enjoy the photos in the photo gallery while you wait for part two of this story.
Wes