Reeling
I don’t have my usual sense of humour and witty, sarcastic charm going for me today. Let me tell you why: Zen Baby has cancer.
Yes.
I’ve detailed the FTT saga, and won’t go into it again. I thought we were done with scary medical stuff involving my baby. Apparently, we were just beginning.
Over the past month, I’ve noticed Zen Baby’s abdomen swelling and becoming rather taut. I pretty much put it down to her finally eating more and gaining weight (3 lb in 3 mo!), but was a little bugged by the tautness, so brought it to the DR. attention at the 12 mo visit. We had an ultrasound early this morning which, given how much she enjoys being touched by strangers *and* being restrained, was , um, unpleasant. But the techs were great.
And then I was told to call our DR. And I was told to come in now.
And then I was told Zen Baby has a 12 cm tumour in her abdomen and an appt with the pediatric oncologist tomorrow.