The Start
A tall, relatively handsome doctor, with kind eyes, walked in post procedure and pulled up a chair. He sat between Tanner and I, and placed his hand on Tanner’s knee. The doctor looked at Tanner and asked “Do you go by Tanner?”
My thoughts at the time: “Um yeah?” “Why is he acting like this?” “What the freak.”
The next few words out of the doctors mouth change the trajectory of our entire life. “We found a large tumor in your colon, so large we were unable to complete the procedure. I am positive it is cancer.”
I immediately started crying. Tanner was only 25. It has to be stage I right? He’s so young.
The next few days were a whirlwind. The doctor got us in to see his buddy, an oncologist (cancer doctor), the very next day. The oncologist, Dr. T, reviewed the different stages of colon cancer with Tanner.
Our interpretation: stage I & II = good, stage III = less good, but okay, stage IV = incurable, bad bad.
Dr. T seemed confident that with Tanner being so young, it was likely stage I or II. But the only way to know was to get a scan, so off to the next appointment we went.
We anxiously awaited the results, and got a call from Dr. T a few days later. The cancer had spread to Tanner’s liver. It was stage IV.
Our Purpose
This was just the beginning of the many, many years ahead of us. As I type this first introductory post for you all, we are at 4 yrs and 2 months of living, loving and losing.
Our goal with this blog is to share that it is quite possible to hold and experience all of those things at once. Life AND Loss…and of course throw love in there too, we like her.
Welcome to the journey NO ONE wants to be on, we really are here with you.
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