It is quite surreal to be writing this post.
We went in for my biopsy today. It was at 11. We dropped the girls off at school and then went to coffee across the street from Vanderbilt where my appointment would be. It was nice, we sat outside. And we laughed. It was a really good morning.
Dana, our pastor, met us at the Otolaryngology (say that 10 times fast) Clinic and we chatted – she prayed – we laughed. And we waited. For almost 2 hours. Busy place it seems. Still, a good morning.
I was finally called back and the resident came in to check things out. He went to UNC for medical school – I told him I was a life long Duke fan – he pretended to walk out. He was great. He then called the surgeon in and he checked things out. He felt positive, but did say that it was abnormal for a lymph node to be that large for no reason. So, he went ahead with the biopsy. Still, a good morning.
The doctors who do biopsies (I don’t know what they are called) came in and explained the procedure. They said that it is a high anxiety procedure, but low pain procedure. To which I said, “so, you’ll numb the area” to which they replied, “No, the needle is the same size and numbing it would make it harder to find the lump” to which I said, “oh, great.”
They were going to have to stick me 4 times.
I passed out after the second stick.
About 20 minutes later, the surgeon came in. And in a matter of fact way sat down and said, “well, the pathology is saying Thyroid Cancer”.
My reply was “okay” and then about a half a second later I said, “WHAT?” “Now that’s not what I wanted to hear”.
So, Thyroid Cancer. Never thought I’d be claiming that on my medical records.
He gave us the rundown of what will most likely be the course of action, though we won’t know more for sure for a couple of days. Basically, it looks like I will have surgery to remove my thyroid (which means thyroid meds for the rest of my life) and remove some lymph nodes. The biopsy was done on the lymph node, which means the Cancer has moved there. But I got the impression that if it is only in the neck lymph nodes and nowhere else, it is highly, highly treatable.
He actually told us to “google” Thyroid Cancer at reputable sites. I did. And if it’s caught early enough (and this is a slow progressing Cancer, most likely) it has something like a 97% cure rate.
Encouraging. But still, as my friend Alisa said, poopy.
It could have been worse.
So, at this point, we are still waiting for more definitive information. Praying that we have discovered this early enough so treatment will be successful. Trusting that God is going to work in some really creative ways. And hoping that we will bring glory to Him through the process.
It is surreal. I don’t look sick. Don’t feel sick. So, the fact that I have Cancer just doesn’t seem possible. It hasn’t sunk in. And maybe it won’t for a long time. However, I’m thankful that I’ll have the chance to love on my husband and girls more intentionally. Grateful for the opportunity to ask how I’m going to allow God to change me through this.
So, there you go. Hi, my name is Jennifer. I have Cancer. And I’m going to allow God to work a miracle in my life.