Well, I have been unusually quiet for some time now. Not because I didn't have anything to say but rather because the internet was broken at the house where we are staying and I am simply not patient enough to post a blog using my phone.
My healing is progressing well. Sometimes those days right after surgery just seem like a dream. I am grateful for what they were able to do but I don't really like hanging out in hospitals very much. The last time I spent a night in the hospital as a patient was December 24, 1960. They wouldn't let me out then because I was in the newborn nursery. Oh how the great have fallen!
We have been fortunate to have a lovely home to stay in as I regain my strength. (thanks to JoLynne). Shanelle and Mike were able to be at the house for a couple of days, then they went home to take care of our other little cutie pies. (Peter and Spencer are still cutie pies, albeit, not so little any more!) Seth was able to stay until Thursday morning when his flight left for him to go back to China. Wednesday we took the opportunity to drive up to the temple and do a session with Seth. This was amazing and wonderful and it was a blessing that I felt good enough to attend a session. Even though the whole surgery thing hasn't been pleasant, it has been a very spiritual few weeks for JoLynne and I, and the temple was a wonderful place to be. We didn't have our own temple clothes but they had some to lend. I felt bad that my right leg wound was still weeping enough that when I finished the session I looked down to see the right leg of my pants somewhat bloodied. The ladies at the desk were super nice "No problem, I have something that will get that right out". Later, I was expressing my dismay to someone and they said, "Now you know how we women feel". Weird, I didn't know that women had spontaneous bleeding from their calves. There is so much I don't know.
After we left the temple. we wanted to take a picture of the three of us in front of the temple but had no one to take the picture. Only a moment passed before a car stopped full of women who were leaving the temple and asked if they could help us. (Minnesota is overrun with nice people) As we visited for a moment it turned out that the woman who had stopped grew up in the same general neighborhood where I grew up. She asked my name and I said "We are the Vogel's" to which she replied "Eric Vogel?, I was just reading about you on Facebook this morning. My friend had asked me to pray for you." Wow, we live in an interesting and small world.
Friday I had my visits with the surgeons. They were very pleased and kept saying nice things like "You are our star patient", and "We just love it when things turn out this way" and "It's so nice to operate on someone healthy for a change" They don't know that I have numerous prayers being offered in my behalf. How could I help but heal well. They took a panoramic radiograph of my new jaw. It is so interesting to see the "new me". JoLynne has been walking around singing "The leg bone's connected to the Jaw bone". Very appropriate for Halloween.
Today, we went to church, but only the first hour. For some reason I was really feeling tired. This afternoon I felt quite a bit better so we went and drove around town and found a cool mansion to walk around.
Tomorrow we meet with the chemotherapy doctors. I am not really looking forward to going through chemotherapy but I also don't want to risk this coming back. I have read quite a bit about osteosarcomas since my diagnosis. The survival rates have really gone up in the last few years and it is largely due to chemotherapy. Sarcomas have a nasty habit of spreading through the blood to distant sites. Chemotherapy seems to stop that from happening quite effectively. The good thing about it will be walking up to Bishop Broderick and asking him how it feels to have so much hair. That will be a sweet day.