We met Robin’s surgeon this morning. She is very sweet, very competent, and very caring. I couldn’t have hand picked her any better. We got a first glimpse of what life is going to look like for the next 6 – 9 months: Tomorrow morning at 0630, MRI / blood work / Chest x-ray. Monday morning at 0745, PET CT scan / lab work / consult with the medical oncoologist to discuss the chemotherapy. Tuesday at 0600, at the hospital to prep for surgery for port insertion. Friday, chemo. Yep, chemo starts next week.
Robin is doing great holding together really well. While the surgeon was talking to us, she mentioned that we were amazingly composed in light of the conversation and that’s when Robin shared that the reason for the composure is our faith in Christ. Our surgeon is a believer.To
After the barrage of appointment information, a bazillion phone calls, we are going to employ a very organized friend to help us with scheduling. Not only doctors appointments, but also people who want to help by fixing a meal, visiting, etc.
We told Caleb this afternoon and he took it really well. I am sure he doesn’t realize the brevity of the situation. Robin was quite emotional today, but I know its because her emotions haven’t caught up to her faith yet.
Emotions are running high, patience is running thin, and all of us are well, just running. Robin is up and out the door at 0600 in the morning and I will be getting Caleb up and off to school, then driving down to meet Robin. I don’t think I’m going to finish the laundry tonight…