Woke and still local

I was gagging when I woke up from the anesthesia drug induced sleep.  There was a flexible tube in my throat used to guide the scope through to my stomach and into my pancreas to capture the tumor’s tissue.  The nurse was telling me to calm down.  She said, “It will be okay.” The doctor was telling the nurse to increase my dosage of the anesthesia while Jim was patiently waiting in the lobby, which was something he would be doing much more of in the coming weeks and months. People are not supposed to wake up when the doctor is performing the biopsy procedure, but I did.  I overlooked the error and was happy with my result, which was having the stent inserted.  It would take approximately two weeks for my skin to completely stop itching.  Meanwhile, I continued taking a water-soluble oral medication called Cholestyramine to reduce the itching. 

Pathology test results were released and reported to us within about three days, which is when we made the decision to get a second opinion from the Mayo Clinic in Rochester, MN.  My medical records were sent and once received Mayo pathology would confirm whether the tumor was cancerous and if so, their team would determine if they believed they had a better treatment plan than my current doctor’s office.  This was the criteria for being accepted as a patient into their care. Our prayers were answered.  I became a Mayo patient and now was able to set up an appointment for a consultation with a surgeon.  I finally acknowledged that God was showing up for me.