I knew I'd get off-track with my blogging. It's not like I don't have the time or things to say, I usually just end up finding something else to do, like reading someone else's blog like Minivan Macgyver (Jen is such an inspiration to me, although I suspect she'd think me weird for saying so). As it turns out, I'm going to have plenty of time to blog since I got laid off last night. I'm not terribly upset about it, the money wasn't worth the hassle and gas of getting there. I am a little offended though, I was performing a very very menial task (I wont even embarrass myself by revealing what it was), and out of everyone else there, I was considered most expendable? My only worry is insurance.
A week before we found out I was pregnant, my husband was diagnosed with a very rare liver cancer called cholangiocarcinoma and was given a few months to live. Luckily we got a second opinion and found someone not far from home that would do the surgery that could potentially save his life. We were very fortunate, only a few hospitals in the US would even consider the surgery, and the one an hour from our home was one of them. A few weeks before his surgery was scheduled, we went to my first doctor appointment and she did an ultrasound. She was quiet for a few minutes, then waved him over and pointed at the screen. "Here's baby number 1..." I wont ever forget that. All three of us, doctor included went "Oh, shit!". She gave us 10 minutes to freak out before continuing the ultrasound. When the morning of the surgery came, the resident asked me how the baby was doing, I corrected him "Babies. Yea, twins. No pressure" He said "Oh my God, don't do that to me!". I'm sure that was on everyones' mind in the operating room. The surgery was a success, and afterwards the main surgeon came out and told us the details. He's done a lot of these, but said this was the most difficult, but was "99.9%" certain he got it all. He talked to us for a little while, and was pretty shaken. He hugged my mominlaw and I before he left, but not before I saw the tears welling up in his eyes. It's been almost a year since the diagnosis, and so far the cancer has not returned. He still has to do regular CT-scans to make sure it's gone, so its pretty important to us to continue to have health insurance. I looked into buying an individual plan just for him and we may just go that route. So far, it looks like I just may stay home and collect unemployment until the economy settles and enjoy my babies while they're little,
