Annette: We went to Calgary on the above date to meet with the Surgeon. He said that he wouldn’t operate because the size of the cancer was too close to the heart, as well my breathing was not good enough. Said the operation takes a half a day. Also I would not be able to get in till January of 2012. My thoughts too long. He said the opp would be very risky. Also said that I had about a year to live. I could go for Chemo therapy and or radiation.
I phoned Angela and told her and she said that she is not coming out to see me, and not ever coming to Canada again and for me to have a good life. Tell you that pulled at the heart strings. I’m so glad I didn’t treat my Mom like that. I do not know what I ever did to Angela to be treated like that. I told Angela that I love her.
Annette: Went to Calgary today to have a PET scan. I couldn’t eat for 6 hours before the PET scan also had to drink 3 to 4 glasses of water. Didn’t eat till 4 PM. It was very much like a CAT scan. I wasn’t well that morning so I had to be in a wheel chair the whole time as it was too much walking for me. A lot of mornings I was real weak & had to lay down around 9:am for a half hour. I just walk too muck or talk too much. I can feel myself getting worse by the week. Today Brian brought over a Bishop to give me a blessing.
Annette: Floyd & I went to see Dr. Kizuk yesterday. She wanted to review what Dr. Oviatt & Dr. Holland had said. She said that I I cannot take Chemo Therapy & Radiation as I am too frail. And Dr. Oviatt said I am not a good candidate for an operation. They would take either one or two lobes out depending on what they find. So Dr. Kizuk said,” If you were my Mother I would PUSH for the operation. “And she said tell that to the Dr. in Calgary. We go to Calgary on Oct. 31st. I’m also going to get a PET scan in Calgary.
Annette: On Oct. 13th I got results from all my tests from the past 2 weeks. Dr. Holland told me that the good news was that the cancer did not spread through out my body. That was music to my ears. I told Floyd & Justin that & when we left the building we all hugged were so happy, a few tears too. But the not so good news was that Dr. Oviatt said they were thinking of taking 2 lobes of my lung out or maybe even the whole lung. He said very risky may not even make it. He was very blunt. So Dr. Oviatt phoned Calgary right away to make appoints to see a Dr about a PET scan plus a surgeon. And he will decide f the operation is a go. I myself want the Opp. Of course it has to be fairly safe to do. I DO NOT want to go through Chemotherapy & radiation, of course if that is the last thing to do then I will. It was a pretty full day as well I had a 45 minute breathing test, & that is no fun.
Annette: Today Floyd & I & Justin went grocery shopping. I wasn’t feeling all that well, but thought I’d go anyway. Well we were shopping & I got tired & not feeling all that good. Justin took me to a nearby chair. Then went & got Floyd & he took me to the Van. When we got home I layed down & had a bit of a nap. Felt better but I’m always tired.
I have always been 85 lbs & now I’m about 83 or there abouts. My food intake has gone way down. As I’m never really hungry. I eat because I know I have t. This is what I ate yesterday; 1 bran muffin, 1 small orange, 1 very small piece of chicken, later another small piece of o chicken,1 cookie & another small orange.
One more thing I want to say, to add to my complications on October 5 I cracked a rib on my left side. With C I cough really, really lots, & of course it hurts to cough. Now I’m waiting for Oct. 13 I will see 2 Doctors to know the out come of all this. Like weather it will be an operation or chemo therapy. I am so hoping for an op then be done with it all. But I don’t think it will be all that simple.
Justin: scans today
Mom gets her bone scan as well as pelvic, abdominal, and cranial CT scans today. We’re now sitting in the hospital’s imaging clinic waiting room waiting to get the first scan of the day, the bone scan. Later, at 12:30, we’ll head toward the area where she’ll drink a barium (radioactive) drink for the other scans.
Mom gets sick
Mom vomited after lunch today. It’s maybe the second time I’ve ever seen her this ill. And, because she is so very weak these days, it’s even more worrisome. <sigh> Floyd helped her through it, putting a chair in the bathroom in case she needed to sit and rest. (Later on I suggested to leave the chair in the bathroom overnight.) I worried. And there’s nothing I can do.
Justin: more blood
Mom gave more blood today, and Floyd went for a routine check up. Floyd says, “This is what you have to look forward to as you get older. Seniors spend their time going back and forth from the hospitals, so do what you want to do while you still can,” or something like that. Yes, true.
Justin: bronchoscopy, 3 more tests
Mom, Floyd and I went to the hospital today so Mom could get a bronchoscopy. She’s alright now but was feeling a little iffy after the procedure. The whole thing was supposed to be done by 2PM, but it dragged on until 3:30 or so. It wasn’t until 4 that we all left the hospital. They basically sprayed her throat with an anaesthetic to keep her from gagging on the tube and then put her to sleep for 20 minutes while they searched in her lungs with a camera and did a biopsy from the upper lobe of her right lung. More tests will be done Thursday – a CAT scan of Mom’s head, a bone scan (not to be confused with a bone density scan which she has regularly), and an abdominal scan to see if the cancer has spread to her bone tissue or anywhere else. And more follow up appointments with more doctors to see the results of the tests will follow soon after.
Justin: blood tests
Now in a clinic waiting for Mom to get a blood test. Yes, in the first consultation the doc said it’s probably cancer.
I went to a chapel in the hospital, the same chapel Mom & Floyd went into a few months back. I prayed (of course) for Mom. I also wrote in the commentary book. Later, Mom & Floyd did the same.
I woke up this morning to find Mom & Floyd’s bedroom door open, so I was especially quiet in getting the kettle out for coffee. But when I went out to the porch to get the coffee jar, I found the porch door was unlocked. I locked it last night. Then I saw their shoes were gone. I looked, and sure enough they weren’t in bed. I put on a sweater & shoes and hopped on my bike. I rode to the hospital, all the while thinking of what could be wrong. It took about 20 minutes to get there. It started spitting rain along the way. A prayer for my Mom. A prayer for her lungs and her breathing. A prayer it wouldn’t pour down buckets of rain. Not yet, anyway. I saw a sign “EMERGENCY” and couldn’t figure out where it was. Instead, at first, I went to an atrium. No, that’s not the emergency entrance. I found it, went in, and asked the first person I saw. She looked in her computer, twice. Nothing. No Annette Thompson in the hospital. And now I am back at home. Are they at coffee? No note, no nothing. Guess I’ll have a coffee now.
They’re back now. It’s 8:53AM, and they came back 15 minutes ago. <phew!> They’re alright. Nothing wrong.