My youngest son visited the doctor yesterday.
He has a lump on the back of his head that has been slowly growing.
It is now 3 cm by 4 cm.
Not tiny, to say the least.
I, thinking it was a lipoma, was nonchalant about the whole thing.
Well, as it turns out, it MAY be a lipoma or a cyst but it may also be a brain tumor.
This, from the doctor.
My son now needs to get a scan to determine if his brain and skull are involved in this growth.
If they are, then a neurosurgeon has to operate on him.
It’s not a simple surgical procedure.
You can imagine, I am a little worked up about this.
To the tune of two cocktails a night.
It’s not every day a doctor tells you that your son might have brain cancer.
And just when I got over my own gynecological cancer scare.
WTF is happening?
The WORST part of all this is that the scan has been set up for A WEEEK FROM NOW.
Which means I have to survive a whole week carrying around this fear.
So, if you can, spare a thought for my little one.
Even though he’s not that little anymore.
We could use some good mojo.
Sending comforting and healing energy your way.
Thank you Kelly!
Hoping for the best. Distract your mind- stressing won’t help- of course that is easier said than done. OMG. I’m sorry to hear. Hugs.
Thinking of you and posting zaps of energy and peace with every letter I’m typing. I remember how frightening it was having a kid in Iraq…this has go to be as bad. Or worse, cuz you are there watching. Holding you with my long distance hands.