Just wanted you all to know I made it. I'm alive and kicking. ;) I was wheeled into the OR around 4:30pm. They did a bronchoscopy first, then started the actual surgery around 6pm. Dr. Reid finished at 10:30pm and then I was brought into the ICU to rest awhile, before the nurse brought back Jake, my mom, and my Grammy to see me. The only thing I remember was asking what time it was and hearing it was midnight. This morning the dr came in and told me how it went. He told me he had to take both lobes, which made me a little sad. Then he said they found a few weird looking cells that were right at the base of the upper lobe. We should get the pathology results tomorrow and see if it is in fact, more cancer cells. Not exactly the news I wanted to hear this morning, but what can you do? So potentially I might need to lose my upper lobe, depending on what the report says tomorrow. The dr said he won't want to take it for awhile, though, and he will just monitor it. I'm not in too much pain. I have an epidural in to manage the incision site pain, which I'm especially grateful for right now. Everyone says I'm being superwoman right now. I was only in the ICU for 12 hours, when most are there 1-2 days. It makes me feel pretty good to hear that. ;) I feel extra strength in me from all of you, and of course from God. Hopefully the pathology report shows the upper lobe is fine and I really am cancer-free. Crossing my fingers.
I'm a strong-willed woman, wife, mom of three, LDS, U of U grad, runner, gymnastics fanatic, card maker, piano player, slightly OCD, singer, chocolate lover, office manager, cancer survivor, and friend. I started this blog to keep in touch with family and friends, and it slowly turned into my own personal therapeutic outlet. Nothing better than typing out your thoughts, trying to make sense of life.