Here's what I wrote to my friends that day:
Dear
Friends,
well, life happens so fast, doesn't it? When I came back from
Miranda's at Thanksgiving my knee really hurt so I went to the doctor who said
it was a dislocated kneecap. I went for therapy in December and January but
that didn't help. So then I got the shot in the knee but that didn't help
either. The problem is that I cannot walk. I was working up until the other
day but it hurt and I was limping bad, taking a few days off now and then to
rest but it wasn't getting better and everyone at work was saying "what's wrong
with you?" Finally he sent me for an MRI. We were both pretty surprised by
that MRI outcome so my wonderful doctor sent me off to the
oncologist.
The oncologist had me take a PET scan and a bone scan, said
it was beyond him so off I went to Moffitt Cancer Center in Tampa. It seems I
have some form of rare bone cancer; they are not sure where it started, but it's
definitely attached to and eating through my lower femur (that's the thigh
bone). Not a pretty picture and not something you would wish on your worst
enemy, much less your friend. I can't walk because it's eaten through enough of
my bone to cause the bone to break! Ugh! I have to sit around and study my
microbiology and that's not easy when you're in pain! This is where pain pills
come in and I'm taking a lot of them because, let me tell you, this hurts a lot!
Next Tuesday I go for my pre-op screening where they will decide if
I'm healthy enough for surgery and then Wednesday I go for my biopsy. They will
cut into my knee and take a little sample of the tumor. The pathologist will be
right there to decide which kind of tumor it is. If it's beingn (we hope) then
they will scrape off all they can, patch me up with some kind of bone cement and
metal plates and after a few days of recovery, off I go. If it's not benign
then it's malignant and they will staple me up and I will start chemotherapy and
radiation. I don't want to think about that right now so I'm asking that
everyone start sending me great big green beams of healing energy! Keep it up!
I'll let you know how things are going next week some
time.
love,
Julie
That's pretty much what happened! Well, of course it was not benign and it was malignant but it was not a sarcoma. Since Dr. Letson is only the wizard of Sarcoma he shipped me off to the Hematological Oncology department. There I met Dr. Baz.
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