Day of Surgery

We had to wake up early, Scott had to take a Hibicleans shower.  The family arrived, Mom, Kathy, Charlie.  They come to take him to surgery around 0730.  I went with him down to surgery waiting and got to meet the anesthesiologist.  I have underwear older than him.  Dr. Desaloms came in to meet and greet.  He marked the right side of Scott's skull.  Look at all that hair.  The time came that I had to leave. He was so scared, so was I.  I kissed him and tried to find my way back up stairs.  I ran into Jon Mark from church and brought him back to the room everyone was waiting in.  We took all of our bags to my car because Scott would be coming out to ICU after surgery.  We went to have breakfast and wait.  Sat for a little while in the lobby and then made our way back to surgery waiting.  Sometime around 1ish, we were called into the consultation room, surgery was over and Dr. Desaloms will tell us how it went.  He came in and all of us were there.  Surgery went as well as it could.  Scott in recovery.  Then he starts to describe what he removed from my sweetheart.  As I am sitting there listening, it's like a curtain starts to lift.  He's telling me Scott has cancer, a stage 4 cancer.  It's called Glioblastoma Multiforme, it's malignant.  I know he could see it in my eyes because I could certainly feel the curtain rise as I viewed something I didn't want to see.  My husband has cancer......Kathy grabbed my hand.  Dr. Desaloms said he wouldn't be 100% sure until he got the pathology.  He left and I fell apart.  I just knew he wouldn't want to do the whole cancer thing after watching his father do it.  After I composed myself, we left the room and went to get lunch.  How can I eat?  Oh yeah, food is comfort.
Finally, they get him a room assignment in ICU.  Bro. Johnson from church came to be with us.  We got to go in and see Scott in ICU.  Me first, of course.  He is alive.  Big ole bandage on his head.  We all got to talk to him for a few minutes.  Bro. Johnson prayed with us and made Scott feel good.
Charlie helped me get my things to my room on the 7th floor.  It was great, just to rest.  Visitation was over in ICU so I got to rest.  I fell asleep for a little while.  This was only the beginning of the rest of our lives.