I got my next set of tests back and they are good.
My thoughts are not about that now. My hubby has got into a accident and hurt himself bad. On the left 3 broken ribs ( with the middle one severly broken in a few spots) and a cracked rib on the right. He may have a punctured lung, but its hard for them to tell. He's having so much trouble breathing, its hard to see. Twice now I've been told God doesn't give you more than you can handle, but I'm starting to question that too. While doing the CT scan they found a Mass on his kidney. The doc said "he's lucky"...hmmmmm. I guess this could have gone unchecked for years, then it would have been to late. Today we find out from the specialist what it is exactly. They have already said its Cancer, and if the specialist thinks it is for sure they will take it out as soon as he is well enough. They don't want to do a biopsy because the cells could leak out of the needle hole, and that is NOT what we want!
I'm numb....what is a person suppose to think at this point? It is starting to feel more like a punishment than anything. I sit here and shake my head, and wonder what will be next? How much more can a person, people or family take. Why is this disease in control? I thought we were supposed to be the smartest animals on the planet. I'm thinkin not at this point. We are all too sick all the time. That doesn't seem to smart to me. I want to get out of this house....this community...is it the air, is it the house? What is it? Believe me, I've questioned everything, and will be for some time.
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