(PART4)After four years working abroad and sending nearly 100,000 dollars every year, I came home without warning and found my wife b:ald, skin and b0nes, and washing dishes in the backyard
##Part5 Theoperatingroomdoorsclosed,andtheworldoutsidesuddenlyfeltsilent. IhadfacedfreezingwinterstormsinnorthernCanada. Ihadworkedthroughhighfevers. Ihadspentcountlessnightsalone. Noneofthosemomentscomparedtowaitingoutsideasurgeryroom,wonderingifmywifewouldsurvive. Theoncologysurgeonhadwarnedmebeforetheoperationbegan. “Theremovalofthetumorlookspromising,butuntilwecompletethepathologytests,wewon’tknowwhetherithasspread.” “Howlongwillthattake?” “Severaldays.” Severaldays. Thosewordsechoedinmyheadastheoperatingroomlightremainedon. Hourspassed. Ibarelynoticedthenurseswalkingby. Icouldn’teat. Icouldn’tsleep. Icouldonlywait. Lateintheevening,thesurgeonfinallywalkedout. Herfacewascalm,butimpossibletoread. Istoodbeforeevenspeaking. “Howisshe?” “Theoperationwentwell.” Mykneesalmostgaveoutwithrelief. “Weweresuccessfullyabletoremovethetumor.” “But…” Myhearttightenedagain. “We’llneedtowaitforthepathologyreportbeforeweknowwhetheradditionaltreatmentwillbenecessary.” “WhencanIseeher?” “Inafewminutes.” Gwenslowlyopenedhereyesintherecoveryroom. …
(PART4)After four years working abroad and sending nearly 100,000 dollars every year, I came home without warning and found my wife b:ald, skin and b0nes, and washing dishes in the backyard Read More