So we were wrong.
In our defense, the doctors were wrong, too. For the first six months, they said, "That mass in your husband's brain? It's a blood clot. Annoying maybe, but no worries. Here's a prescription for some heavy-duty anticoagulant."
Then, months and many repeat scans later: "That mass in your husband's brain? It's a benign tumor. Tricky to remove, but nothing to worry about, really. Well, not too much anyway."
Then, after more weeks--and the biopsy: "That mass in your husband's brain? Well, it's not so benign. In fact, it's a chondrosarcoma. Really tricky to get out. In fact, we can't even do it here--you'll need to go see Dr. God at the Really Famous Hospital out of state."
In the doctors' defense, new cases of skull-base chondrosarcomas are diagnosed only about 20 times per year in the U.S.
Ok, so my husband's special.
Not the way he'd prefer, I'm sure.
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