Not long after sunrise, this morning Will was in his dermatologist’s office, numbed and readied to undergo surgery for the melanoma located between his right eyebrow and his hairline. As the procedure, itself, took only twenty minutes, he was home by 7:45.
Moh’s surgery for melanoma is different from that of other kinds of skin cancer, which prove less of a threat to a person’s survival. Though, generally, each step of a Moh’s surgery is known to take place in one day, with melanoma, each layer has to be frozen, overnight. So a successful Moh’s surgery for melanoma can be conducted over several days in a row.
Thankfully, Will’s not in pain, and now, we await a call from his doctor’s office saying please return tomorrow for more surgery or hopefully—you’re in the clear.
As to me, I continue to tolerate this first week of oral chemo, well. Flu-like symptoms and hints of nausea are gone. The just-in-case bowl at my bedside remains empty.
I’m thankful that Will is home. As my concern for both of us proves more disconcerting than usual, I’m choosing to remain quiet, this morning, until my mind feels peaceful being that Will’s loving presence cradles me in safety.
We’re looking forward to Lauren and Mickey coming to our house, this afternoon. Orange peel, which my sister brought from Fannie Mae Candies, and her homemade baked goodies (which she’d packed and they’d dropped off, late last week) await their arrival along with an assortment of chips with which Will stocks our cabinet whenever he knows that he and Mickey will be snacking away while enjoying old cowboy movies on TV.
On that up note, I’m aiming to relax my mind while we await a call from the dermatologist’s assistant. Let’s hope I feel relieved to tell you that neither of us has need to be anywhere near a doctor’s office, tomorrow.
Annie
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