Oncologist #2

The day we went to see this doctor, everything, and everyone in the office was a positive change.  We spent 3 hours in this office between all the staff, the assisting doctor and the doctor.  She had all of my records and she said she wanted to have my biopsy read again to see if there was a mistake.  After it was read again, there had been a mistake, and the cancer was not associated with my pancreas!!!  Oh my, my!  I would have started chemo with doctor #1 by now to fix something that wasn't broken!!!  Oncologist #2 wanted a second biopsy with a surgeon this time.  A laproscopic biopsy.  I met with the surgeon, and it would be quite intensive.  He also was going to insert in my collarbone a port catheter to hook the chemo to each time I would have a treatment.  I was in the hospital for 2 nights.  Yesterday, I finally got my results back from my oncologist that I have liver cancer.  But I was told by the assisting doctor, "This is doable".  Those were the words she used.  I liked those words.  Those words give me hope.  I meet with her on Tuesday the 25th of June after I go to the surgeons office to get all my bandages off from the biopsy and my port.  She will then tell me what my future holds for me.  I have hope.  High hope.  This has been quite the ride.  On a horrible rollercoaster to be exact.

Thank goodness for all of my family and friends who have given me hope, love, kindness, and especially for Kim.  He has given me many blessings this past few weeks.  I have been carried literally, just like that poem of "Footprints in the Sand".  There have been only one set of footprints, and they weren't mine.  I couldn't have gone through this alone.