Tuesday, August 5, 2008

A Fight with Cancer!

Today I was looking through my calendar that I always keep with me. It is a two year planner so I tend to look back at last year to see what we were doing or what was going on and year ago in our lives. Well I did this very thing today, and guess what I found out.
It was one year ago that Wes was diagnosed with cancer.
I can't believe it was a year ago that our lives were turned upside down. I was 12 weeks pregnant when we walked in the doctor office thinking Wes was just weird and had a growth on his neck. An hour later we walked out and didn't know what had hit us. I was already crying when we were in the office, but once we got to the truck I couldn't handle it. We spent the next 5 hours in labor and delivery so I could get re-hydrated. ( I woke up that morning already sick with a migraine and nauseous) While I was laying there in the bed all I could think was the worst and why had this happened to us. We are good people, never have done anything super bad. Why did God do this to good people who were just starting a family and planning a wedding. (It's a good thing we got pregnant when we did!)
That was on a Fri and the following Monday Wes was in surgery to biopsy the tumour that had been growing on his neck, that is how they could stage his cancer to see how bad it really was. So we waited a week and found out that he had stage two- bulky lympthoma. After further test we found out he had tumors all throughout his lungs, neck and armpits. So the next six months consist of chemo treatments every other week for about eight hours. Wes was off work during this period and at times was very sick. But for those of you who don't know... MY husband is a freak. They told us he would loose his hair and a lot of weight, but only the opposite happened. He gained weight and never loss his hair.
Wes has now been in remission since Febuary and doing great. We still have to go every two months to get a check to make sure it hasn't come back, but the future looks bright. I am so thankful that my husband is healthy and still goofy. I don't know what I would have done if anything had happened to him. At times I want to kill him, but ultimately he is my rock, my other half, the father of my child, and I truly do need him in my life.


1 comment:

fran said...

That is awesome girl..you brought tears to my eyes....