Tomorrow Allie has her surgery. She is also going for a lymph node biopsy at the same time. My stomach is on fire with worry and she hasn't slept well. However, I know she is in a great hospital with wonderful doctors and I fully intend tomorrow being the day that this all ends and the cancer is gone: there is no other possibility.
After the surgery comes the waiting. Allie is also having a biopsy at the same time as they remove the cancer. We also have to wait on the lymph node study. It takes about a week to get everything. Cancer is a waiting game. I want it to go fast and be done with but it just doesn't work that way. I fully intend they find nothing and in that week of waiting I will keep up that thought process.
I am spending all weekend in with my Allie making sure that she is OK and that her needs are met.
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