It started out as a trip to the doctor for my husband back in 2006... he was diabetic and had an ulcer on his foot. The Doctor had us go to the hospital and have the wound cleaned and debrided by a surgeon. so after a long day I headed home alone since the wound on his foot was much worse than we had originally thought. I decided to stop and pick up some dinner for myself and came home and shared it with the cats. I little bit later, I got so sick I was vommitting for over an hour straight. I never thought it was possible to do that but so it was. I thought it may have been some kind of food borne illness and drove myself to the hospital which is only about a mile from home (not the same one my husband was in mind you... no, he had to go to the one where the doctor has privileges) anyway... the doc there thought that it may be my gall bladder, so they did an ultrasound.. it was inconclusive, so a CT scan was needed.... I went to sleep sometime during this and woke up in a hospital room. A surgeon (oddly enough, the same one who had worked on my husband at a different hoptital the previous day) came in to talk to me and told me I had gall stones, but what really was concerning him was that my spleen was massively enlarged. He told me that an oncologist was gpoing to come in to talk to me. Meeting the onc was not what I expected... I had a mental picture of some crotchety old man... instead here was a young man, probably 15 years younger than me and I felt odd. He was very blunt. ( a trait I have come to respect and enjoy(?) in him as he has seen me trough the journey so far) He told me that he needed to do a bone marrow biopsy to determine what type of cancer I had. you could have knocked me over with a feather. it was the last thing I ever expected to hear. anyway had the test done and went home and cried. it was the only time I have allowed myself to give into the self pity. I decided then and there that I was NOT GOING TO LOSE THIS FIGHT! I kept it from my husband until I got the test results and diagnosis back. Stage 4 Splenic Marginal Zone B Cell Lymphoma... what a mouthful! My dear husband cried when I told him and I decided that he had to help me fight and to stop crying for me. The next step for me was to have my spleen removed... oh yes, they took my gall bladder out too. I had two stable CT scans after that and then came the third... my lymph nodes had doubled in size. PET scan and CT guided biopsy followed, just to make sure we were still dealing with the same thing. Yep, then came chemo... mine was R-CVP. you know how that goes... well I'm coming up to my 3rd scan since chemo..... will see how it goes.... in between chemo and now, my husband lost his battle with diabetes and heart disease
Karol