Mr C has found the big puffy chair much more comfy than the hospital bed we still have from MRSA surgery and outbreak #1. We must own it by now :
I am still poking Hubby twice a day with Lovenox injections. Tomorrow we will start building up the Coumadin level again. By weeks end I should be able to stop treating him as a pin cushion. I will miss the power I feel holding the needle to get what I want but I am learning other methods that work as well.
The tumor was an incidental finding for sure. His infectious diease doctor is a one in a million and if it wasn't for him and his dedication, great bedside manner, brilliant mind and the fact he has become quite attached to both of us.........I don't know where in this situation we would be. [smiley=thumbsup.gif]
The only symptom Mr C ever had was the gross hematuria. With everyone thing else going on at the time, IV antibiotics 4 hours a day 7 days a week, surgery, blood clots.......I NEVER thought the blood in the urine was bladder cancer. I really just thought there would be an explanation for it. :-[
So hootie.......Hubby is a prime example that sometimes there are no signs or symptoms and that is why you need to stop worrying about the "what ifs" and deal with the "what is".
Mrs. Uro was surprised at the size. The CT report estimated 3.5. The in office Cysto estimate was 5cm. I wonder if hubby weighs less now?? ;D