Ok folks here it is - why I have been having a hard time.
This is a bit of a story.
My first husband died in 1978 of Multiple Endocrine Neoplasia Type 2A. It is a cancer of the endocrine glands. I was 8 months pregnant with our first child when he was diagnosed in 1973 and required surgery. He died at 26 after having been struck again twice after that. I was 25 and my two sons were 2 and 4. Since that time we have learned that the disease is hereditary. My husband's two sisters, his brother, his cousins have all had some form of this cancer and have had multiple surgeries. They have all survived. My husband was diagnosed too late to save and too early for the knowledge they have now.
My oldest son had his thyroid removed and one adrenal gland due to this cancer. My youngest son had his thyroid removed. My granddaughter has inherited the gene and has had her thyroid removed. My two grandsons did not inherit the gene.
About a month ago my oldest son's testing came back that there was something not right. We have been on pins and needles while we waited for further testing. The results came back today.
He has a tumor on his second adrenal gland but it is so small that immediate surgery is not required. He has another appointment in March at which time they will redo the testing and decide what is the next step.
I have been worried sick about my son. It has also brought back a lot of difficult memories as I struggled to deal with the illnesses and eventual death of my first husband. I know, first hand, that things don't always turn out they way you want them too.
My family, my BFF Beatrice and others have done all they could to help me through this.
My second husband, who I dearly love, has suffered through this with me. He has had to deal with my tears, my temper and my ever changing moods as I struggled through this. He has been a father to my children since they were 5 and 7 and he loves my sons as much as I do.
And so, we are relieved that things are ok and we wait for the spring and what happens then.
In the meantime, life will go on. We will celebrate Thanksgiving/Christmas with our family, pack up and head to Arizona for the winter and go from there.