…Tomorrow. I love ya. Tomorrow. You’re only a day away.
Man, I loved that movie as a child. I’m a sucker for all things Broadway, but Annie was my favorite movie as a child. I would watch it, rewind it (gotta love VCR days), and watch it again.
Tomorrow, for us, is a day we have all been anticipating. My sweet friend, Jenny Morgan, is bringing Garrett home. Hamilton is asking if they can have some ‘just brother’ time tomorrow afternoon. I’m thankful that (most of the time) my boys get along and that both he and Luke are legitimately excited to see Garrett and have
missed him tremendously.
Tomorrow, for me, begins the first day of our new normal. I go to Dr. Mackay (my plastic surgeon) for my 3-week post-op. He should release me for PT and to lift Garrett. I go straight from his office to the airport. Our reunion will put a bow on the end of my cancer recovery for me. No more ‘not able’, ‘can’t’, ‘wish I could’. No more watching someone else care for my child, having to refuse him. It all goes back to as it should be – a mamma being a mamma.
I did get a phone call today that once you hear, “Ashley, it’s Dr. Zelnak”, stops you cold and puts a lump in your throat. Dr. Zelnak is my oncologist. She said my hormone levels are higher than she would like. She wants my estrogen to be below 30 and I’m at 110. She is changing my daily pill to something stronger, but basically it means that my ovaries are not fully suppressed. I have a call into my OB/GYN, Dr. Howard, to inquire about getting my ovaries out permanently. Dr. Zelnak is recommending it. She insists it is an easy, out-patient, surgery with little recovery, but I’m waiting to hear from Dr. Howard.
On the eve of everything I was just talk
ing about, to hear the potential of another surgery and the possibility of more recovery that could remove me from my normal…well, I’m not going to think about it until I hear the facts.
In other news, Mark and I celebrated our 14th wedding anniversary yesterday. We are trying something new this year with the boys: Awana. They had their meeting last night (it’s $15 per child for the ENTIRE year – free weekly date nite or just sit in the car for 90 minutes silent or reading…ummm…yep, okay! Sold! (Not to mention what they are learning while there is amazing!)). Mark and I went to dinner to a fun local restaurant. The last 6 months I got through still (somewhat) sain because of the man I’m married to. There’s no one like Mark Jansen – he’s just one of the best you’ll ever meet. He’s had to endure a lot – being the spouse of a cancer patient is no easy task. Saying “yes” to that man, well – I’ve never regretted it. He’s my best no-regrets decision I’ve ever made.
Thank you for your continued prayers. I will let you know once I hear more.