quid pro quo
the boy who loves you, in brisbane
the boy who loves you, in brisbane
this week we manage to book an appointment with a surgeon from mount e. he read the biopsy report for grandma’s “cyst” that was removed the previous week. his initial prognosis was that this was a cancer. it was indeed not benign type, it was indeed aggressive, but it is not the malicious kind. his professional opinion was to remove this cancerous portion from grandma’s upper lip on a wider and safer margin, but to be sure he sent her for PET/CT scan.
results came back, it is safe to operate, safe to remove and safely assume that we might not need to be so cautious and go for a bigger and wider removal of her upper lip.
the op was planned to have happened yesterday. fate and destiny has it that, the day before the op, after grandma and everyone had their dinner, as she was drinking her coffee, the moment she placed the coffee cup’s saucer down gently on the dining table, this piece of un-chipped saucer had a long and huge crack that ran thru to the middle.
mom and grandma got a lil paranoid and scared, so i called into the hospital and got them to postphone the operation to another date. we went back to see the surgeon the next day, and he read for us the diagnostic report for the PET/CT scan. it came back pleasant, that the margin is a good one, where we wont need to remove so much.
but with every silver lining for someone, it seems to cast clouds for others. grandma now has more time to consider the operation, as well as to be a little more supersitious and consulted her astrologers back burma.
and today, they told her that op wasn’t necessary, nor was it written that she will need one. it indeed liven up her spirits, but in her mindset right now, she vehemently assumes that she does not even need to operate to remove that cancerous portion.