The reason they call you a patient, is because you will need to be!

After I came out of stent surgery Friday morning I can’t remember how many other tests they wanted to run because they still hadn’t found out all the problems that I actually had.  The best thing about the Mayo Clinic is their team philosophy.  So far I had a urology team, an internal medicine team and an oncology team.  Things seemed to slow down a little, I guess because of the weekend.  Protocol at the hospital was to knock before entering the room.  I’m not sure of the exact time, but there was another knock on my door.  I was shocked, because the last person on earth I thought would come and see me in the hospital just stuck his head in the room.  This next part will be difficult to write because I’ve verbally told this a dozen times and I cry every time I tell it. (As a matter of fact, I’m tearing up now.)  Of all the people I didn’t expect to see,  was my brother, Jeff.  One thing I didn’ t write about, until now, was back in August of 2007 when I was first diagnosed with cancer he assumed that I was going to have the surgery and everything was going to be fine. When I told him that I wasn’t going to have the surgery he was, lets say, EXTREMELY DISAPPOINTED in me!  We had a dialog that could be expected from two brothers that had opposing opinions, and to be honest, I was hurt.  Deep in my heart I knew that he was only saying things because he cared for me, but I had to believe that God was going to take care of it.  We had one more conversation,  a “little on the warm side”  a few days later and that was it.  There was a wedge.  I wasn’t giving in and he wasn’t giving in and we wouldn’t be talking about it again.  I knew that our relationship wasn’t the same.  When he arrived in Jacksonville he took a cab to the hospital.  When he looked in the door, he later told me that when I saw him, I rolled my eyes and put my head back on my pillow.  He read that, as saying that I didn’t want him there.  In fact his wife had asked him, “what if Randy doesn’t want you there?”  He answered, “that’s the chance I’ll have to take because I don’t want him to go through this without me.”  I’ll never, ever, forget my real response.  I had never been soooooo glad to see anybody in my life!!!!!  He came and sat at the foot of my bed and I looked at him and humbly said, “go ahead and say it.”  He looked right back at me and said, “That’s not why I’m here.  I’ve come to make sure you make it through this.”  And he did.  I’m sure I’ll mention a few more things about Jeff’s multi-surprise visits while I was receiving chemo. (He flew down for every cycle.)  To this day, we still call each other about twice a day.  One of our mutual friends back in Oklahoma recently made an interesting observation and said to me, “One thing you got out of this cancer adventure was a closer relationship with your brother.”  He was right.  It wasn’t until Monday, that most of the results from all the tests started coming in.  Before noon, I had visited with two teams and there was a third team that had showed up right after I had received the report that I hadn’t expected even in my worst nightmares……

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