With clear scans and bloodwork, I feel like I’ve cleared one of the final hurdles. I am not merely surviving; I am thriving. No more scans, no more spending six months wondering about these lymph nodes inside me, and no more fearing the dreaded Retro-Peritoneal Lymph Node Dissection.
I remember sitting in Dr. Fontaine’s office, 100% certain he would schedule the surgery that would split my sternum open, spill my guts onto a table, and remove a pesky lymph node or two inside my abdomen. The recovery time takes months and the surgery itself is quite risky.