When another man feels up your wife...

I can't imagine how Mawg must have felt this morning.  (For those who do not know, Mawg is the only name I have called Marguerite from pretty much the first day.  So from here on out, that's what I will be using.)  I was a total wreck.  We both just pretty much got ready on instinct.  There were a couple of conversations.  Of that I am sure, but their topics?  Couldn't begin to tell you.   Once Amanda got here the jokes and tension breakers started flowing and I knew that it was going to be okay. 

Once at the office, some information was exchanged at the reception desk and we waited about 5 minutes before they called us back.  Mawg was told to change into the gown and wait for the doctor.  What seemed like forever later, and while I was in the restroom naturally, the doc finally came in.  He asked a few easy questions.  Any history of breast cancer....  Any yadda yadda...  Then he asked if he could examine her.  When another man feels up your wife, normally you would expect to crash a bit of devastation in his general direction.  I was surprisingly calm.  I actually have to admit, they guy has technique.  He must.  He didn't get slapped like I always do when I have a handful. 

Once finished with the exam he very calmly sat, looked at his chart, and said it.  "Well, you have breast cancer....." There was surely more than just that, but that's pretty much what I heard and it echoed for the next few seconds.  Okay, that wasn't so tough.  I guess being told it's pretty much cancer had it's merits after all.  Without really giving the information time to sink too far home, the doctor explained a few things.

As far as breast cancer goes, this is a bad one.  The tumor that is in the breast is 6.3 cm.  There is also one that is 3 cm in the lymph nodes. It fits the criteria of Stage Three Breast Cancer. The plan of attack is aggressive.  Mawg will have a mastectomy of the left breast as soon as they get the surgery and preliminary tests scheduled.  There will also be some type of surgery to remove the one under the arm.  That will be followed by 4 months of chemotherapy, and then 6 months of radiation.  This won't be an easy road but if done correctly and with the grace of God, as it stands right now this is a curable cancer.   

So there we have it.  Problem identified, plan of action developed, achievable goal established.  We haven't really taken an emotional inventory yet.  That will come sometime in the next couple of days.  For now, you know what we know.  Thanks for all the prayers and support.  Much love and as always peace to you all.