10/13/14 Well.

Hello, Friends. It’s Elizabeth. Maggie kindly let me use her blog to reach out to all of you and thank you for the love and support you have shown me.

The ordeal is not over I am afraid.

In a nutshell, my test results came back indicating a precancerous condition that must have surgery to prevent (the precancerous condition) from coming back as cancer. Not the best news, not the worst, but…well. There it is. Major surgery in about a month.

I am going Thursday for yet another exam to see if the first surgery is healed up. Then we schedule The Big One. Doctor would like everything to be done within 30 days.

My fear is the downtime, 6-8 weeks. No going to the gym, no working much around the house, no working for that matter, and no doing too much of anything at all.  I don’t know how my husband is going to balance everything and I am very, very, worried.

I think a family meeting is in order.

Thanks again, and while I’m snuggling with Maggie to make myself feel better, I’m going to ask Jamie to do some guest blogs for her.

Your friend,


7 thoughts on “10/13/14 Well.

  1. weggieboy

    The amazing thing is, when the time comes, you and your family will get through it…together! Prayers and hugs for you and all your family. (You, too, Maggie!)

    When I came down with Wegener’s granulomatosis in 2003, I was hospitalized for six weeks, eventually ending up in one in Denver, over four hours drive away from where I live. My recovery to the point I could return to work lasted three months from initial hospitalization.

    My elderly parents depended on me to drive them places and for things like yardwork, grocery shopping, and other things I was unable to do once I became sick. All my family lived hundreds of miles away, so were unable to help.

    Neighbors and church family stepped in to take over the jobs I wasn’t there to do, and, when I came home, the refrigerator and freezer had so many containers of food brought in by these people, that we ate for a long time without any effort beyond reheating the meals.

    I don’t know what sort of support system you have, Elizabeth, but my guess is it will be there for you, and your fears are unfounded. Concentrate on becoming healthy, know that you are too important to too many people to forget in your time of need.

      1. weggieboy

        Guess what? When I received the news from home about all of the love and care my parents were getting from neighbors and church family, I cried, too! I hope your experience matches this.

        The thing I initially had the hardest time doing was accepting help when I knew I could eventually work my way through a task…maybe! It is difficult to allow people to do the decent thing of helping, but I came to realize that I had no right to deny them a chance to do for someone else.

        When I felt better, was more mobile, I paid this forward in the form of rides to out-of-town appointments for people without transportation and other small deeds. It was and is my turn not to accept payment for help given, and it feels good!

      2. maggie0019 Post author

        That is part of my problem. I don’t like to accept help. I have to swallow my pride now. It will be a good lesson for me. I will go tomorrow at 3 and dr. will schedule the “big surgery”. Will keep you posted.

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