Though there were hurdles, it appears as though we are getting one step closer to figuring out the cancer this round. Through heartfelt emails and sincerely apologetic phone calls from our contact at UCSD, we found out we are on schedule with the exam and laparoscopy this Friday. As in two days from today.
With humbled hearts we accepted plane tickets from cousins Scott and Terra, using up most of their air mileage because of the last minute flight and that whole spring break thing we intercepted. We will arrive in San Diego and be greeted by my childhood friend, Mischa, who is offering us taxi service and a place to stay for the weekend. We will use a debit card with funds given to us by loved ones. It is overwhelming. Hard to comprehend. Something about ‘every good and perfect gift is from above…’
Even though we know this test may not bring all the answers we want, we will know, with certainty, that we tried every surgical avenue possible. As an advocate for my mama, that makes every ounce of effort I have put into this worth it.
Tomorrow we will play in the California sunshine and make a memory or two. Friday, we do work. My questions and concerns are ready. Mom’s got her stretchy pants packed! Exam in the morning, laparoscope in the afternoon. We should know that evening whether the cancer is treatable. Late Saturday we will be home.
We may not have the answers, but we’ll probably have a different point of view.