Saturday, May 12, 2007

The Story of Diagnosis Day

When we woke up on Friday, May 12, 2006, we had no idea what the outcome of the previous Wednesday's test would be. We scheduled a weekend at a condo in Sunriver, Oregon, to think about the results, regardless of what they were. We both, by that time, were feeling physically ill due to the stress of the past few weeks. 

The drive to the 9:30 AM appointment at Dr. Shawn Morgan's office at Willamette Falls Hospital seemed to take forever. When checked in and sat for almost forty minutes. They were running twenty minutes late. We got into the room and sat. Dr. Morgan was running later than ther rest of the staff. (I wonder now if he was in his office trying to psych himself up.) 

He walked in and, as he was sitting down, he said suddenly, "It looks like the results of the biopsy showed that it WAS cancer." He immediately began to explain our options. 

I don't remember a thing he said except, "You're probably not going to remember anything that I tell you, but hopefully, between the two of you and my telling you over and over again, you'll remember some of this." Eventually, after many consultations with Drs. Morgan and Smith, we began to understand our options. 

We left the clinic to go pack our things. We stopped at Biscuits Cafe for breakfast; we were finally able to eat. As Anne-Marie got stuff ready at home, I found the phone list of people to call with the results. I made the list the day before because I knew that I wouldn't be able to think clearly enough when it came down to it. I made calls at home and halfway to Central Oregon.

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