We visited the urologist yesterday. Quite a nice guy, the nicest guy you'd ever want to violate your husband. He was the kind of guy I'd invite over for a beer and hanging out.
He thinks it's not cancer.
He's not sure though.
We're waiting on bloodwork results and then we'll have more information.
We told F's parents last night. It turns out his mom might have taken DES during her pregnancy with him. Frak.
If it is cancer we've caught it at the earliest possible stage.
For some reason, that makes this more do-able.
It still sucks, but it's ok.
My SIL is being induced as I type. By the end of today I'll have a new niece.
My friend just took a pregnancy test and it was positive. An oops baby that will change her life. She's so sad and scared and upset and just kept telling me how sorry she was. I told her not to be, that I can be happy for her and sad for me at the same time. She's worried about the attention this will take away from her 12 month old. I just wish I could give her the certainty that this will be ok.