I called him on the way home from work and he told me the horrible news. I can't even describe the shock and horror I felt, as well as the guilt that I was not with my husband in Texas when he received this life shattering news. I called my supervisor immediately (after I called my Aunt) and explained the situation, albeit hysterically, they encouraged me to go be with my husband and not to worry about anything (except as I later found out MY fricking JOB!). I flew out the next morning. I balled hysterically the entire time on the airplane but sucked it up when I landed to put on a brave face for my brave man. The joy at seeing him as I came down the escalator was palpable and I hugged him forever. We had an appt. with the oncologist, Dr. Bala, that same day. She explained that first and foremost we needed to figure out what kind of cancer he had and where it had spread. We knew that he had multiple lesions on the right and left side of his liver, as well as lymph nodes and other suspicious areas. In order to treat the cancer you have to know where it originated. We also discussed our desire to get treatment in California near family. She was very supportive and explained in order to transfer us to City of Hope we had to have a full diagnosis, at this point all we knew was that it was definitely Stage IV. She set up a liver biopsy for the next week.
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