Today we went to the dr to find out more info. Trent has an elevated hormone level so we need to test to make sure it isn't elevated still, otherwise we will do chemo and radiation first to try to shrink the mass. I'm praying we can just take out the mass without having to do that. The reason why we wouldn't be able to take it out right away is because a risk of stroke. The dr. told us he thinks the cancer is Thymoma, but there is also another type of Thymus cancer that is "bad". We again are hoping it is Thymoma! Once we biopsy that we can find out how serious this cancer is and come up with a treatment plan. The dr had written down everything to explain to us on the paper that covers the bed and so I took home the large paper and folded it up so I could remember what everything was called. Trent thought I was crazy, and at one point it fell out in the hospital with my debit card! I found it and then by the time I got home, it had fallen out again.
At the biopsy of the Thyroid, they stuck a needle in to get some cells. If these come back cancerous (It would be a different cancer, meaning he has TWO types of cancer) then we will have to go back to the specialist and we may have to have two different types of surgery. The dr who did the biopsy asked me "You let him go out of the house looking like this?" and we saw Trent had two different shoes on. We all laughed. Of course Trent blamed me because he said he was trying to ask which shoe looked better, and I didn't hear him. Right now we are waiting to hear back about his hormone level, and biopsy of his thyroid. If all goes well we can continue with our plan of surgery!
Another funny thing I have noticed is how many old men must have been sailors in their early life. Because I haven't heard so much swearing from an old man before. First Trent was playing peek a boo with Hope in this little locker and some old man yelled "WILL YOU STOP THAT? IT'S SO G*D D@** annoying." Trent was taken back a bit and said " Playing with my daughter is annoying?" Old Man- "We are in a hospital, show some curtsy." (we were in the radiology waiting room, not a surgical waiting room. Trent wanted to say " Hey bud, I'm sorry if you got bad news but so did I, I HAVE CANCER." instead he said "Have some respect." I was about to step in and tell everyone to calm down. Trent was just waiting for the old man to say something lol. Then today in the elevator Trent pushed the second floor, and the first floor for another old man. This old man said "Where the hell are we going?" I replied "For a ride." At that point I thought it would be funny to hit all the buttons like Buddy the Elf, but I decided not to. :)
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