I woke up early this morning. Couldn't really sleep that well and needed my shower therapy!! We need to leave home at 8am to arrive at the hospital by 8:20. I woke Martin up at 7:45, all he needs to do is shower and go and I am sure after being completely flushed out he is probably exhausted!! I'm not sure either of us are coping very well with this step, but I manage to drive him down to the hospital without any help from John! The nurse comes to take him away and we kiss goodbye. His eyes look sad and almost afraid and I feel the lump growing in my throat. I walk away, wanting to run if I knew my legs would hold me, sit in my car and cry!
I had promised the kids pancakes this morning. It is a holiday ritual and one that I have not felt I had the energy for yet. I thought this morning would work as it would be a good distraction for me as well as having Sara close by for moral support! The kids are all content and blissfully unaware that their daddy is at hospital - they think he is working!
The morning went very quickly and the hospital rang me at 10:30 to say he was out and I could collect him in an hour!!! Wow that was quick! I know I do not have the emotional energy to collect him on my own - I'm too unsure about how he will be, if he will know something or worse that the dr may want to talk to me! I take John for some support!! Arriving right on time at 11:30 we sit and wait. Waiting... waiting.... wating..... nope still no husband. It seems everyone else is coming out of recovery but him! My mind is doing backflips as to why he is 30 minutes later than they promised me. I can't sit here any longer, so I go for a walk, find the toilet (again!), pray in a corner to stop my mind from it's mental gymnastics and walk back in just as Martin is being brought out! Oh he is a sight for sore eyes and I love it when he walks into a room!!
Well the results are in.... his bowel is clean! They removed a small polyp, but that's not unusual. His stomach is clean! He had a small amount of mucous but they didn't seem concerned. His oseophagus was clean (that was a big one for me!!) By all accounts the cancer that they expected to find in his stomach and bowel aren't there.
This is great news, but we both know it's not over yet!
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