Sunday, June 06, 2010
Tomorrow is my thryoidectomy. I've run through the gamut of emotions---from shock and disbelief, to being scared *&^%*#%, to coming to terms with it. Last week, as I was talking to my younger brother for the umpteenth time, I told him I was okay with it, and I was ready for the surgery. And, at that moment in time, I realized I was. This has happened, so now it's time to take care of it.
Of course, I've read everything I could from reliable sources. And I had a good cry on the shoulders of my best friend who was my college roommate. And I've talked through it with my husband. I've discussed it with my daughter. I hope hubby and daughter will be okay with it. They seem to be.
I've ended my teaching two days early. My class has been wonderful throughout the year, and they accepted easily that I wouldn't be there. We talked a little about the function of the thyroid, and how a tumor just sometimes happen. A little bit of health and general body function thrown in. They even helped me "close the room" so the sub wouldn't have to do it. They were sweet!
Yes, I'm very apprehensive. My last hospital stay was when I delivered my baby 28 years ago. Before that, when I was born. I've had day surgery--but never anything that required more than local anesthesia.
I know the facts and the statistics. The probability is very good. I won't know if the tumor is benign or malignant until Tuesday or Wednesday. But I do know one thing---The Great Physician is the one who holds me in His hand.