Friday, October 13, 2017

They're Always Your Baby, No Matter How Old They Are!

The post I had planned for today will have to wait until tomorrow. I promise it will be something fun and Trump-free, so barf bags will not be needed.

I once told Collin that when he's eighty, he's still going to be my baby. His response? "When I'm eighty, you'll be dead." He has so many good traits...but diplomacy isn't one of them. I guess he gets that from me. He calls it like he sees it.


Some of you know that he's been having health issues for the past couple of weeks. He has arthritis in his ankles and feet. We've known that for over a year. He had to quit his job at IHOP because of it. But he actually likes serving, so a few months ago, he went back to it, in spite of my warnings to him that arthritis doesn't just go away. It can be managed (sometimes), but never cured. When walking was no longer easy, I refrained from my usual barrage of "I told you so." (I'm reserving them for another disaster on the horizon, for those who made said disaster possible--thankfully, Collin is not guilty of that one!) 

No, instead of rubbing his nose in it, I urged him to schedule an appointment with his orthopedic surgeon--but first, he had to see his primary care doctor. That appointment was yesterday. He could barely walk. I'd asked our friend Carolyn about borrowing a wheelchair, but we haven't been able to pick it up yet. So as we were walking up the sidewalk to the medical building, Collin lost his balance and almost fell. How I managed to hold him up, given that he's much bigger than I am, can only be attributed to divine intervention. I got him into the building, where wheelchairs are available for patient use. Again, I'm not sure how I managed to navigate it into the elevator and up to his doctor's office on the second floor, but we made it.

Because Collin had been having other symptoms like way too much sleeping, loss of appetite and vomiting, it made sense to see his primary doctor first. She ordered some lab tests--and an MRI of his spine. We had to wait around a couple of hours for the MRI, so Carolyn, who was coming from an appointment nearby, came to wait it out with us...and brought lunch. I tried to stay optimistic for Collin, but I think every imaginable worst case scenario ran through my head in that two hours.

Yep, he's still my baby. And my baby was in trouble.

We got the test results last night. He has arthritis in his spine and a small benign tumor, called a hemangioma, near the T12 (where the thoracic section becomes the lumbar section of the spinal column). What does that mean? I haven't a clue. We'll know more when he sees both of his doctors next week.


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  1. Benign tumour, which at least is better than the alternative, but not in a place where you want one. I hope the doctors can get things resolved for him quickly.

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    1. He has good doctors--I know because we have the same orthopedic surgeon, and most of the time, I don't need my cane.

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  2. I'm so sorry to hear this Norma, as William said benign is better than the other but it's all still such a worry. It sounds like the doctors are on it though.. keep us up to date and don't forget to take care of yourself also xx

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    1. Collin has never been seriously ill before. He just doesn't know how to deal with it.

      I'm so rattled, I did grocery shopping yesterday and forgot half the things we needed.

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  3. It sounds serious but hopefully a skilled physician will shed more light on it or remove it.

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    1. Most of the time, the medical terminology sounds worse than it really is. I just hate the waiting.

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  4. Glad he got checked out. Sorry he has to go through this, Norma.

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    1. Thanks, Ivy. He doesn't know how to be sick. He's had no previous experience.

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  5. That breaks my heart. "Children" his age (they're always our children) shouldn't have to face crippling pain. You and Collin are in my prayers, which will come as a surprise to God. I'm a little out of practice.

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    1. Thank you, Karla! And I'm betting that's not a surprise to God at all, just something that makes Him happy.

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  6. Gosh, this is not good news but the fact you have some good doctors makes it better.
    I understand the part about children, they are always our children, no matter what.
    Please keep us informed.

    cheers, parsnip

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    1. He's got a good attitude. He's been considering his options and reading up on the issues.

      And he was happy about one bit of news the doctor gave him. He lost 27 pounds.

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    2. I shouldn't have made that bet with him. I only lost nine pounds!

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  7. Hoping things will get better soon. My niece who had cancer has recovered and is going back to work soon. So, silver linings do exist. Wishing you and Collin the best.

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