I picked him up Thursday night, and he seemed a bit groggy, but otherwise his same old self. Even the techs were saying that if he didn't look the way he did (much of his fur shaved off, his face swollen, etc.), you wouldn't know there was anything wrong with him from his behavior. All weekend long he was fairly peppy and alert, and he still is today. But when I got home after my 8AM class today, I had another call from Dr. Kroll. The news was bad.
The biopsies showed that the masses and the skin lesions had the same cause: lymphoma. She was more upset than I was; I was numb (still am). I told her that I needed some time to take this in and figure out what questions to ask, and she told me to call her anytime, saying, "I'm always here." That actually made me laugh, because she certainly seems to be there all the time, even on days when I know she is scheduled to be off.
I wanted to get this posted as soon as possible for my family members who live all around the country, but I really don't have much more to say now. It looks as though this blog is about to go in a new direction.
The Zemanta feed just popped up the photo below with the caption "Shuttle's exuberance for life, lymphoma and all." I'm going to take this as a good omen.
Image by dglassme via Flickr
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