Another Day at Hopkins

Today I took the morning off from classes to accompany My Handsome Prince to Johns Hopkins for his quarterly with his Orthopeadic Oncologist. I had waivered on the fence as to whether I should go and decided it was important. My sister quietly asked this morning if he was nervous or was I nervous. That's a difficult question to answer. Yes, that cloud hangs over us continously, yet we are not people who dwell in the negative. We went today to discuss pain and options to control it. He lives with a constant pain in his knee and leg. Reconstruction is not really an option until the pain becomes unbearable. It's not unbearable. He was sent for the chest CT scan, we delayed the time with cappucinos, and then went back to the Dr.'s office. The resident came in, said scans were in and they would discuss them, then talk with us. I could tell. There is a look in the eyes. Another nodule in his lung. Upon hearing the news, MHP asked "Will I be doing this the rest of my life?" Another difficult question without an answer.