Monday, February 28, 2011
Trouble with Tumors
My husband had some suspicious tumors removed from his leg this past week at Hunstman Cancer Center. He has since been released from the hospital. He checked into the hospital looking normal, came out of surgery looking like he had been mugged (and suspiciously resembling a cancer patient), and he is now still bedridden but improving daily.
I am on family medical leave from work to take care of him and the household while he recovers.
We have not received the biopsy results back yet to find out if the tumors were malignant, but during the operation the oncologist said that based on what he saw during surgery, he can tell that even if it is cancer, it is not aggressive/high-grade, so that is good news.
He was born with neurofibromatosis (NF), which causes painful but usually benign tumors to grow all over his body. We are fortunate to live in a location where we can get excellent quality care for him. He goes to one of the only NF clinics in the country for care, which happens to be at the U of U. This clinic is affiliated with an oncologist (cancer doctor) at Huntsman Cancer Center who specializes in NF patients.
(By the way, here is a note to all you people who hate healthcare reform and want to return to the status quo. Even though we live near all of these specialists, the only reason we can access them is because I am a state employee with a public employee health insurance plan. My husband is a small business owner, and until health reform goes into full effect, he is ineligible to buy insurance for himself because of his preexisting conditions. If I ever lose my state job, it could kill my husband, who is less healthy than some of you tea-party-jerks through no fault of his own.)
Okay, moving away from politics, for those of you who missed the Facebook play-by-play during surgery, here it is:
2/23/11
7:33 am
I'm at Huntsman Cancer today, where my husband is getting surgery on a suspicious tumor. Not fun, but it is comforting to have such experts helping him and to be in such a beautiful facility. I love this building.
7:51 am
Now we're in the hospital room. That gorgeous lobby was a ruse. This room is tiny and painted dingy off-white floor to ceiling. Who likes this color?
8:14 am
They are so flexible and spontaneous here. Maybe they'll do a biopsy, maybe they'll do a complete resection. Maybe they'll send him home after surgery, maybe they'll keep him here. They will decide after they cut into him. Unless they change their minds.
8:18 am
He is wondering if he can ask to keep his nasty little tumor after they chop it out of him, after all, he grew it all by himself. Should he ask? Would they say yes? If they did say yes, how would we incorporate it into our decorating scheme?
8:41 am
The doctor has just presented his plan. He is going to cut out pieces of the tumor at a time and biopsy them. If he finds aggressive cancer, he will stop proceeding today. If not, he will keep going. So cross your fingers that I am here for a long time.
9:43 am
My sisters just joined me in the lobby of the cancer center. They brought tunes to combat the melancholy. (There is lots of crying in a cancer center lobby.) Cool discovery: the chairs here are in his and her sizes.
10:45 am
The nurse called to update me. They don't have any biopsy results yet, but he is doing well in surgery.
1:04 pm
He is out of surgery. The doc says they have not completely finished labs, but things look good. They did not see anything too scary.
1:57 pm
We're not going to keep the tumor after all. Another doctor just called and begged us to let her have it for science. It is just as well. I haven't seen it, but I doubt it would have matched the living room furniture.
3:20 pm
Out of surgery. Hard to see, but he has two black eyes. He looked much better this morning.
5:45 pm
Upright! Not dancing yet...
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Iceskating
Christmas Skates |
Skating |
Skating Tricks with Grandpa |
How to Walk the Baby in the Winter |
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Fascinating Stuff (if you are a nerd like me)
I am doing a fascinating research project at work. It's a randomized telephone survey-a very unique, challenging survey to collect public health data about a population that we have little knowledge about nationwide.
If you haven't closed this browser window yet, its probably because you fell asleep shortly after you read the word, "survey". I considered blogging in detail about this exciting project, before I remembered that only nerds are interested in such projects.
Anyway, at work, where there are lots of nerds like me, this project is generating all kinds of buzz. Its really cool there. Believe me.
If you haven't closed this browser window yet, its probably because you fell asleep shortly after you read the word, "survey". I considered blogging in detail about this exciting project, before I remembered that only nerds are interested in such projects.
Anyway, at work, where there are lots of nerds like me, this project is generating all kinds of buzz. Its really cool there. Believe me.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Brotherly Love
A few weeks ago, my daughter (age 5) asked me if I thought she would marry her brother (age 3) when she grew up. "No," I said. "People don't marry their brothers."
She came to me about a week later with a follow-up question. "What if you marry a bad person?"
I said something about how that could happen, so it is important to be careful and find a nice person.
"Like you did when you married Daddy?" she probed.
I concurred. She sighed and said, "The only really nice person I know is [my brother]!"
She came to me about a week later with a follow-up question. "What if you marry a bad person?"
I said something about how that could happen, so it is important to be careful and find a nice person.
"Like you did when you married Daddy?" she probed.
I concurred. She sighed and said, "The only really nice person I know is [my brother]!"
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Albuquerque Girls' Trip
I am finally posting pictures from my fall trip with my mom and sisters to New Mexico.
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Here we are in beautiful Santa Fe. In the slings, my son and nephew seemed to be the only children in the whole city. Sightseers frequently stopped to admire them. |
This was the prettiest alley I can recall. Unfortunately, it was gated. |
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Self Portrait at Albuquerque |
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After spending a couple days together, the baby cousins finally noticed each other. |
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We took a lot of pictures while dining at this pretty patio. For some reason that I don't remember now, this was quite funny. |
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Stopping for chocolate during the ride home and very happy to be free of the car seat. |
Rating the Christmas Festivities
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Meeting Santa My oldest was enchanted, my middle child didn't particularly like him, and my youngest didn't care. |
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Taking the Train My five-year-old shot this picture of my husband and I en route to see the Christmas lights at Temple Square. |
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Thanksgiving Point Rating: 3 Christmas Ornaments |
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Cousin Photo Shoot
During a recent baby shower, my kids and their cousins borrowed my camera while I was busy hosting. I just found the results in my archive. I think they are a bunch of future photographers and models.
Here are the oldest and youngest cousins. The youngest was the guest of honor at this baby shower. We recently hired the oldest as our regular babysitter. Her little cousins love her!
Here are the oldest and youngest cousins. The youngest was the guest of honor at this baby shower. We recently hired the oldest as our regular babysitter. Her little cousins love her!
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