Be Careful What You Wish For

Tomorrow (today) is the appointment with the oncologist. No matter what we're told, it will be a double edged sword. If the mass is malignant, at least we finally know what we're doing with. That's bad, but it's good. If it's benign, then we're back to square one with not knowing what the problem is. That's good, but it's bad. It's really hard to know what I should want to be the outcome.

I do know the pain he's feeling is happening more often, and at times with more intensity. The nausea has been diminished, and he hasn't had a full blown vomiting episode for three months now. We've tried to make the point that even though it's been 5 1/2 years since this started, the vomiting is not our primary concern right now. The pain is. It would be nice if someone was looking at the big picture, rather than than piecing him out by specialty.

It's been a sleepless week, and I think it's knowing about this appointment that's doing it. I just want it to be over so we don't have to wait any longer. But knowing either answer does not bring relief and comfort does not bring me much relief or comfort at the moment. We'll get through it. We always do.