Upon coming home from the honeymoon, reality began to set in. The possibility that John had cancer again loomed large. yet I wasn't really sure. Maybe he didn't have it. Maybe there was another explanation. Maybe he did, maybe he didn't. I couldn't get any peace to my mind.
He immediately went in for a battery of tests. I don't remember them all. There was a CT scan and a PET scan. Oh yeah, and a bone marrow biopsy. How could I forget that one? That was the one that hurt my beloved so badly. They had to core some of the bone out of his pelvis while he was still awake. And this was the test that eventually showed that he had MDS. They merely took the marrow in the bones and looked at it under a microscope to make the diagnosis. There were other tests that helped confirm the MDS, but the bone marrow biopsy was the main indicator of it.
Anyway, we didn't know the results right away. For some reason it took three weeks for the oncologist to get the results back and analyze them. Both the oncologist and we were still suspecting that the problem was the return of the Non Hodgkin's Lymphoma.
So imagine mine and John's surprise as we sat in Dr. Ford's office that day and he said, "I have some good news for you. You don't have Non Hodgkin's Lymphoma John."
"Great!" John and I both blurted out in relief at the same time.
Then he quickly added, "You have Myelodyspalsia."
Little did we know that from that day forward our lives would never be the same.