My absence has been noted by many. Thank you for the emails and cards. For those who are new or may not have heard, my husband Russell has been diagnosed with cancer. Once this journey is complete, we will return to the investigation of schools for special needs children.
Russell is quite the anomaly. He is only 45, has never worked in a typically high risk field and has been diagnosed with mesothelioma. Additionally, he has an adenocarcinoma tumor on the back of his right lung.
This tumor has broken through two of his ribs. The cancers have spread to more than 15 surrounding lymph nodes.
As most of you do know, we have two autistic toddlers (four and five) at home. This has been particularly difficult for them to understand. Daddy cannot do things with them any more. He has an oxygen tube connecting him to the machine.
They understand not to play with Daddy's new things. I consider this quite a victory.
Over the next few posts, we will travel down the understanding of living with a diagnosis of death. While the prayer chain continues to deliver, the prognosis is grim shy an intervention from God.
I want to delve the physical, mental, familial and spiritual levels to living day-to-day with a devastating, white elephant in the living room.
Until next time,
Ann Marie
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