We Both Have Cancer

My hubby and I were told 17 hours apart, the ugly words, YOU HAVE CANCER.

During Christmas season, starting in early December, my guy and I both had “routine” medical procedures done. Mine was a follow up to some abnormal cells that came back from a pap smear in August, and his was a routine “hey you’re 50…You need a colonoscopy” procedure.

On December 6, I attended my follow up, which is called a colposcopy, where they take out samples to biopsy of the irregular/abnormal cells that were found in the pap. It hurt like a bugger, it sucked for a week or two after, but I did it. Then we went on a vacation to Cuba, returning on the 23rd of December. It was a much needed escape from the stress and the remnant healing of the poking and video imagery of the inside of my lady parts.

Upon our return, my significant other, received confirmation that his colonoscopy was scheduled for December 28. Not a great way to spend a couple days during the holiday season, but what can you do? He drank the Colyte, did the liquid diet for 48 hours and I drove him to his appointment.

After an hour, the doctor came to the waiting room, and asked me to come and talk to him, as he had a quick diagnosis of what was found. There was a large sized polyp in my hubby’s colon. The doctor showed us where it was on a very clear and vivid set of photographs that resulted from the procedure. He pointed to it, and said the he didn’t want to remove it, as there was some “ominous” looking material around the polyp. He explained that he…