TDetroit’s ramblings and nonsense

It was the worst day of my life until this past December 15th. 

I had to go work at a place I absolutely hate.  It is a horrible deplorable place.  she called later to ask when I would get there, and I told her 6:30.  It was cold and I ran across the hospital parking deck.  She was no longer in the emergency room where I left her the night before.

When I walked in, she said the Doctor will be here in a minute.  He walked in instantly, he turned to me and said, "Hi, I am Dr. Aslam".  Then his phone rang, he looked at it and said he’d been waiting for that call all day.  He excused himself from the room

She looked at me and said, "It’s cancer."  I was sitting in a chair.  I became paralyzed.  She said, "it’s colon cancer, and it’s in 80% of my liver and it’s in my lungs."  I knew that was bad.  She kept talking to me, it took some time before I could get up and go sit on the bed with her.

The Dr came in and explained that there could be no operation because what he would have to take out, she could not survive the operation.  He said we would start chemo right away, and that he hoped she would be his patient for a long time, but he didn’t know how long that would be.

It doesn’t hit you right away, infact it didn’t hit me until she was gone.  Sure, I was sad for the whole year, and worried about her and fretted over her and made it the best year of her life.  But, that day was just confusion and lot’s her great perfect hugs and the two of laying in the hospital bed trying to not let the other one know how sad we were.