So what started out as a simple lesion has turned into what will be a CT scan under general anesthetic, and then surgery, of course, under general anesthetic.
If I thought I was stressed out before, apparently I had no idea how bad it could get.
And even though there are many parents out there with much tougher challenges, I am going to throw myself a brief pity party on this here blog. You see, being mine, it makes it ever so much easier to whine.
The hospital is calling it a lesion, but upon further study of the actual definition of a lesion, I am unsure. There seem to be many different types of lesions, and this one, I think, falls under the umbrella of "tumor" although I think they absolutely do not want to use that term. I am not saying that is it cancer or anything, because tumor does not always equal cancer. Well, I guess that still qualifies as a lesion, although I was given to understand that a lesion occurs with an injury of some kind, and there was no injury in this case.
The CT scan, scheduled for mid-July, should hopefully tell the surgeon what he needs to know about how far it extends and if there are any skull abnormalities. They are all sort confused about the placement of the lesion and have said it is a very unusual location for one, which is not particularly comforting.
I think they are concerned that it doubled in size so quickly, and they are also afraid of it becoming abscessed. Hubba-hubba and I asked the surgeon if there was any advantage to waiting longer (we were thinking behaviorally-wise for her that she would be a more cooperative patient) and he said no, it was better to do it when she was smaller and more easily controlled.
So no easy-going summer over here. Summer is gonna suck. At least my son is going to be attending some very awesome camps so that I can sit at home and be glum without him worrying about it.
I'm sure there's a silver lining in this situation somewhere, I'm just having a hard time locating it thus far.