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Over the last few weeks our family has been dealing with some personal trauma. A while back, my mom had a major scare when she was told that there was every reason to believe that she could very well have cancer. The large 18cm long mass in her body was a very ominous sign to say the least. For weeks our family talked, mulled, cried, debated and stressed. What was going to happen? What could we do? How far were we willing to go? Do we even know with any degree of certainty? Or are we over-reacting? Please let us be over-reacting.

Yesterday my mom was discharged from the hospital after having the mass removed. Preliminary results indicate that the mass is benign and we have every reason to smile and breathe again.

While spending my time at the hospital, I spent a lot of time thinking and watching/observing. The hospital is one of those places where sadness is only equalled with happiness. Sometimes you get great news. Sometimes its the worst possible news. My family was lucky enough to receive great news. relatively speaking. Under the stale florescent lights of the hospital, everything seems to move slowly. The patients hobble their way down the hall. The gurney rolls by and stops at the nurses desk temporarily only to roll on with the squeak of the wheels. The lunch tray lady comes by, drops off a tray of dry turkey breast and what appears to be powdered mash potatoes. If you weren’t nauseous before lunch, then you’re a sure bet to be one step closer now. I’ve been told the food has been much improved though. A few minutes pass and the lunch lady squeaks passed the room to collect the largely untouched meal. And we go back to staring at the television which only has one channel. The hospital channel. We refuse to pay $7 a day for additional channels. We’re already paying $13 a day for parking. It seems comfort and convenience is for sale.

For all the things wrong with being in the hospital, there is so much more that is right with it. The nurses are amazing. We are lucky to be taken care of by some of the best professionals in the health care industry. They are sweet, kind, understanding, compassionate and professional. I didn’t interact with the doctors much but I was told that they are just as amazing. Thank-you to the health care professionals that we are so lucky to have take care of us. You made my mom’s stay tolerable despite the pain and anguish we went through as a family.

I’m writing this from the living room of my parents home while my mom is surrounded by friends. She is laughing, has a healthier appetite and is mobile. Most importantly, she is loved and is here.

We’re not out of the woods yet. But we can see the edge of the treeline.

These images below were taken with my iPhone while we waited.