14 November 2007

the plan


today ends up much better than it started, which in no way implies that everything is okay. but there is a plan.

jane and i meet at johnny rockets in the mall - yes, pathetic but quick - and have a very fast salad. we are close to the surgeon's office, and we zip over there, hoping that we'll get seen quickly (we have the first appointment of the afternoon). we are characteristically early, and jane is armed with every test she's had, including first grade math (almost). she helps the front desk staff collate the paperwork, and the doctor is in the house.

he's a true gem, so pleasant and calming, and equally assuring. jane is wearing a pink paper wrap for the examination - very fetching - and is amazed that i haven't photographed her in this outfit for the blog! wish i had brought the camera - never thought of that. the surgeon examines her, and we sit with him in his office. he discusses how the double mastectomy procedure will go, the examination of the lymph nodes, recovery, and reconstruction. we feel absolutely confident in his abilities, and are so thankful for his demeanor. jane is an educated consumer, if you will, and the entire picture is fleshed out pretty quickly. the goal is for jane to be cancer free.

in the office, the arrangements are made: health care pre-approval, booking time for the operation (next tuesday), the ancillary tests that need to be done pre-op, and the plastic surgeon is enlisted. jane is told to immediately drive over to his office for a review, discussion, and examination, and i am sent back to fetch the kids and shepherd everyone on their way. jane and i part company, and we are both visibly relieved. there is a plan.

we adjourn at home later in the afternoon - jane is really pleased with the plastic surgeon's outlook and knowledge - it seems to be a great team. we are grateful that with everyone's cooperation and jane's insistence, we're able to 'get the ball rolling' so quickly! marlee is off to the city for a concert, andi is doing his art thing at home, jared is at wrestling. tonight we are too fractured to discuss this with the kids, but will do so tomorrow. before ugly betty and the office, but after soufflé and a glass of wine. a cancer sandwich i guess.

we scurry off to the high school for the much maligned parent-teacher conferences (i use the term loosely, organized chaos is more like it), then meet jeff and rochelle for a quick glass of wine - so sweet of them, and although we know how lucky we are to have good friends and caring family, it's never something that we take for granted.

tomorrow is more testing for jane, but as noted, we have a plan ...

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1 comment:

Maryam in Marrakesh said...

A cancer sandwich. oy.