Where have you been? Where are you going? And why?
Shannon and I drove to Vanderbilt’s cancer center this afternoon and the realization set back in. This is real. It wasn’t a bad dream from weeks ago. It’s not over. The past week has been focused on painting our new house and preparing for school. At times, it actually made us forget.
After a nurse checked my height and weight, (Devastating news: I am actually two inches shorter than I thought I was; maybe I should start another blog to work through the pain). We waited to meet the oncologist.
The doctor entered the office and before we could even introduce ourselves, he exclaimed, “Well, I’ve never heard so much about a patient before meeting him. I thought to myself, ‘Man, this guy is connected!’” That says a lot, considering he was on the team of doctors that worked to cure Lance Armstrong of testicular cancer. I don’t know if he was serious, but it sure made us laugh. It also made us so grateful for the people God has used to care for us. Through this whole process, many special people in our lives have helped us connect with the right medical professionals. In the case of our doctor’s appointment today, three different, unconnected friends seemed to be working overtime to get us referrals to see him. Not only did our friends direct us, but they personally notified him as well. We feel incredibly grateful to have such a caring community around us.
Our meeting went well. In fact, we even were led upstairs to the urology department to talk with another specialist. Both doctors essentially led me away from chemotherapy. (Hallelujah! My least favorite choice of the three). They both advised either surveillance or the RPLND surgery. There were some x-rays that did not get sent over to Vanderbilt on time. More concrete details and recommendations will come once they’ve studied those.
We’ll keep you posted. For now, I’m going to do some more painting, and make believe that I’m more of a celebrity in the world of testicular cancer than the man who owns the Tour de France.