Thank You, from the Bottom of My Heart
I just got back into town tonight after spending the past few days with my son who is still in the hospital. As I mentioned in my last post, he had surgery on Thursday. The doctors removed a growth about the size of a softball which was adjacent to his right lung. Unfortunately the only way to get it out was to take out nearly half of my son’s lung. He’s recovering, but he’s been in a lot of pain. He still manages to stay in good spirits, although he can be a little grouchy when his meds start to wear off. I really don’t blame him though. We’ll know in a few days whether the growth is cancerous. Early tests look good, though. He has been a real trooper in all this.
While our family waits to hear the results, I wanted to take a second to thank all of you who have kept us in your thoughts and prayers. It says something when bloggers from the left and right (who have no use for each other personally) have all wished my son well. I’ve also received e-mails and one loyal listener to the radio show sent flowers wishing my son a speedy recovery. It will take a while for him to get back on his feet. What complicates matters is he is a singer/dancer/actor and lung capacity is a big deal when performing. So that is another issue we’ll have to face.
But for now we can hopefully start recovery. We’ll know more late next week but keeping us in your thoughts and prayers, I like to think, has made a difference. Thank you, again, from the bottom of our hearts.