John is much better mentally and emotionally since talking to the social worker a week ago. I am more relieved after ready many of your postings since I know I am not alone in worrying.
But, now we add my problem, which has John's mind off of his, for now. I had MOHS surgery for basal cell carcinoma on my right cheek yesterday. It was a lesion the size of a dime. I thought, no problem, just get it off. Well, seems like what you saw on the surface was just the tip of the iceberg, so to speak. Our daughter took me and was my comfort during this procedure since John was not up to it. It took 4 1/2 hours. It was far more extensive than I ever imagined. I now have a scar that goes from the outside right corner of my right eye, all the way under my right eye to about 3/4 inch from my nose and then straight down my cheek for about 2 inchs. Looks like a weird question mark. My daughter saw a picture of the gaping hole left after the cancer was removed and before the stitching. She said it was a miracle they could even close it as well as they did. I was awake, but numbed, during the procedure. The doctor was wonderful and even called to see if I was okay last night. I kept telling him all through the surgery when he was apologizing for how large it was that at least it was not my esophagus, like my poor John. I maybe frightening looking for as long as a year, but my cheek is now cancer free. No chemo, no radiation. For this, I am thankful.