Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Lymph Node Removal
I haven't been able to move since the wedding on Friday. My body and mind are just too exhausted to function. I spent 2 days out of town and thought that I'd be ok because I've been on the upswing.
While getting ready for my brothers big day I've been taking my son to doctors for ultrasounds and biopsies of a lymph node on his neck. It's enlarged and they decided it must be removed as soon as possible. They surgeon was willing to come in from his holidays to do it. They made a tentative appointment for Sept 11 but were scrambling for something immediate.
I called to the office to check what was happening and there was a little bit of urgency in the receptionists voice. They were trying their best to get him in. I took my son for his pr-op appointment with our GP.
The morning of the wedding I received a phone call from the hospital that they would be doing the operation on Wed. He needs to stay over night and it will be a week of no activity for him. His summer is suddenly done.
I'm used to terrible things happening to me but when it is your child it is a whole other thing. I try and live my life normally, because that's what you do. Yet here I lay in my bed not being able to move.
My son has so many questions. Will it hurt long term, will his neck look different, will he be kept from doing anything he loves? Will the slight chance of damaging nerves that will effect his smile his speech or his arm happen?
I left him for a few days with his grandparents, who let him run a little wild and camp on a nearby island with his friends. I'm about to go pick him up and bring him home. We will arrive at the hospital at 6:40 in the morning.
That little fucker of a lymph node better be benign.