I called the Provincial general hospital in Skövde today and ask if there is a nearly schedule for me…I am really worried as the cancer maybe spreading and getting bigger but as of now, they don’t have any date to give me yet so I asked about the result of the X-ray of my lungs. It seems they found out 2 abnormalities in my lungs too, I just don’t remember what it was but I hope I will get the result in black and white soon.
The MRI which I undergone last week showed that the cancer is now 5 cm big and it scattered around nearby tissues so I am really very worried sick and cry most of the time.
After a while, Salgrenska University Hospital, which is one of the biggest hospitals in Europe, called me and informed me some schedules:
On thursday July 2, I will be going to Gothenburg at Salgrenska for registration, it would take 4 hours to do the procedure, I don’t know why it would take so long but it will remain to be seen. We are leaving from home at 4:55 AM. My schedule time is 10:30 AM. The hospital is more than 200 km away from home.
On sunday, the 5th of July, we are going to spend the night in Gothenburg to have an early examination under general anesthesia on monday morning to determine which procedure to get rid of the cancer is the best for me. I am starting to get nervous but I have to stay positive all the time…
Update June 29, 2015
I got the notification from Salgrenska University Hospital today and it seems the operation is already scheduled on the early morning of monday the 6th of July. So I guess this is it! Please help me GOD!
…. I chatted with my two grown up children today and told them my worries, crying while I was writing. I told them I remember their best friend’s mom who died of cervix cancer some years ago, around year 2000 or something. They assured me not to worry, that was so long time ago. The medicare has improved since then. I told them if something happened to me they must know that they are the most important to me. I have struggled to hold together our family though at times I was near to give up but they were my strength, they kept me going and struggled even more to hold on.
If ever I would not survive this illness, I am anyway happy that it happened now that my kids are grown ups and could take care of themselves.