Like Mother - 27

Took dinner to Janina’s house this evening. It was good to see her back in the comfort of her own home. The house was overflowing with flowers and gifts from family and friends. Her aunts and cousins brought homemade meals for the family – ham, macaroni and cheese, baked ziti, garlic bread, salad, chocolate pudding and whipped cream…a virtual feast. Homemade meals are such a wonderful gift, and will give Janina one less thing to have to think about.

I watched her and wondered if I looked like that my second day from surgery. She moved very deliberately and carefully. Bandages were off and she admitted to having a difficult time looking at her incisional scar. Although she looked relieved that the surgery was behind her, she seemed somewhat sad, which I think is a combination of having to face reality of it all and the uncertainty of what’s yet to come. Everything happened so quickly for Janina. Within a week of her own diagnosis, she was in the operating room. That’s a lot for anyone’s physical and emotional self to digest.

Tomorrow morning I will be going with my sister, Anna Marie, to the endocrinologist to assess whether her nodules need to be biopsied. It is my guess that they will, but we’ll see. 

I can’t wait until we see the genetics doctor. I really hope she can shed some light on all of this. I guess I wouldn’t be human if I didn’t sometimes feel tired and disgusted by it all. Living with it is one thing; not knowing why is another. I’m ready for the why. I’m hoping that the why will help protect future generations of my family, and others as well. 

Bring on the why.