10 Days for 10 years … Day 2

Day 2

A day before I was supposed to have my stitches removed I received a phone call from a random doctor’s office wanting to schedule a surgery.  I didn’t think anything of it, but Mark insisted I call my primary care physician.  My primary physician’s receptionist asked if I could come in that afternoon and was my husband with me.  On the way to the doctor’s office I knew I had cancer. That gut instinct that makes you feel nauseous and jumpy like all you want to do is break into a Forest Gump Run … that gut instinct was kicking me square in the face.  There were three things that happened that confirmed my face kicking gut instinct of cancer:

  1. When Mark and I got to the doctor’s office we didn’t wait.  We were immediately ushered into an exam room.
  2. The doctor walked in two minutes after we sat down in the exam room.  Just long enough for me to look over at Mark and say, “You know it’s cancer, right?”  He turned green and sunk into his chair.
  3. The doctor wouldn’t look me in the eye when he walked in the room.  His head was hung low like a minister about to give a eulogy or a surgeon about to tell a family he did all he could … or a doctor about to tell a patient she had cancer.

I took the news away from the doctor and said, “It’s cancer, right?”

He just shook his head.
“What do we do?  I mean, what are my odds? It’s chemo and … I don’t know, what’s the next step.”
The doctor still couldn’t look me in the eyes. And when he did speak all he could say was, “Mindy, this is a really rare form of cancer. I’ve never really even heard of it, till you.  I have a specialist set up for you tomorrow. You have to go today to get … blah, blah, blah,”
I tuned out right about there. 
I had cancer

August 19th, 2000
Well Lord, you really have a way of giving my world a wakeup call.
 I’ve been diagnosed with Extra-Skeletal-OsteoSarcoma … Cancer… at the age of 28. 
Seems surreal to me, but I know you’re going to be by my side … caring for me when needed and cheering me on as I fight.
I’m so very scared.
Please don’t let me become a shell of a woman…
 let me become a beacon to others …
 help me bring people to know You through my cancer battle.
Watch over my husband.
 Keep him strong. 
And let him know I don’t blame him if he decides to leave.

That night, sometime well after midnight, Mark found me crying on the bathroom floor.  He picked me up and set me in his lap.  I didn’t know how long he’d be there, but for that night—that moment—  we were husband and wife getting ready to do battle.

Every time I hear this song it makes me think of that moment…

3 Comments on “10 Days for 10 years … Day 2”

  1. Wow, Cali. I know you're a fighter, but to read things in the honest way you laid them out is just mind boggling. God is so good. I can't even imagine what that was like. I'm 28 now, and it's just unfathomable. You amaze me, chica!

  2. Aunt Mindy…I'm so glad u beat this cancer and are all better now. I LOVE U SO MUCH MY BEAUTIFUL AUNT MINDY!

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