8.23.2012

Update: Mom {Pt. 1}

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To read the preceding post, click here.

*deepbreath*

What I'm about to tell you is nothing short of a miracle. But there are two parts.

Are you ready?

Most of you know that my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer in July of this year. Lobular carcinoma in her left breast, to be exact.

She underwent multiple tests, scans, and ultrasounds. She had tons of blood drawn and saw about 8 different doctors, surgeons, and radiologists.

Their plan to help my mother destroy this cancer? Mastectomy of the entire left breast to remove a KNOWN 3 millimeter cancer and anything else that could be unknown.

On Tuesday, July 24th my mom underwent one of the most emotionally and physically painful procedures a woman can go through. And she was such a champ through it all. I've never seen my mother so nervous for anything in her life, and she had never had surgery before, so I could understand how that part was scary for her. But this woman is STRONG, people. She did everything the nurses asked of her and even laughed a bit before going into surgery.

The surgery was in two parts. The first piece was to remove the breast and the second was reconstructive surgery. In between, Dr. Reilly (my mom's oncological surgeon) came out and took my dad and I into a private room. I don't think I've ever been so anxious for what he had to tell us. But his news was good. He was very happy with the results of the surgery and said that everything looked good. He also reminded us that we needed to wait about 4 days for the pathology report to come back to determine just how much cancer there actually was. We left the room happy and hopeful.

That afternoon, after the surgery was finished and Mom was in her room for the night (it's typically just a one night stay) Dad and I set up camp on our computers while Mom rested. As she came out of the anesthesia, I saw her in so much pain that I started to cry. When the woman who's kissed every boo boo and bandaged all your scraped knees is in incomprehensible pain, there's nothing more you can do. She pushed the happy button (you know what I'm talkin' about!) a lot that night and I'm glad she did because I don't think I could have handled an entire night of her crying out in pain. My poor mama.

Unfortunately, only one family member was allowed to stay overnight, so I left my parents at the surgery center and went home to get some dinner and some rest. After a rough day, my friends and my hubby knew exactly what I needed - a chick flick and some chocolate.

2 comments:

wHiT | Black Little Button blog said...

awe. I'm glad she's well after her surgery. SHE IS ONE STRONG LADY and for that she is making you one strong lady as well. <3
-wHiT

Brit @ Confessions of a PinAholic said...

Meagan, I started crying when I read this. It's hard to see someone you care about going through such a tough battle. My grandfather lost his fight with lung cancer in 2003 and it was the hardest thing I've had to deal with. Reading this brings back a flood of memories. I'll be praying for your mom throughout this life-changing time. If you ever need me, email me.

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