As you know, Sara and I are about to have our first child in less than 7 weeks. These times just get happier and happier - we love going to antenatal classes and the new things that come up i.e. Sara gets all the stuff in, we go shopping and gawp and the price of nappies, I integrated my idea of nesting (BMW)...
We have never been happier. This whole journey gives you such a clear idea of what real love is all about.
Now 4 weeks ago, the lights went dark. Sara received a call from her mum and dad regarding a doctors appointment for both of them - her mum was getting worried about her dad who was losing a lot of weight so they both went and both got a shocking result. The doctor told her mother that she seems to have high pressure in her neck and this could involve an operation which could cause paralysis. This is a maybe though still. And to her dad, the doctor said they found a lump and he needs to go in for an urgent CT scan in the next couple of weeks. There were a couple more examinations, they seemed pretty confident of what it was.
Now this was where the test began. Her dad was terrified - I can't begin to imagine the thoughts going through his head. The possibility of not seeing his grandchild grow up, how long, why? Her mum being on her own. Sara being ripped apart at this time in her life. And for myself, the responsibility ahead, from all angles.
These last two weeks were the longest ever, waiting for this examination and finally the result. Sara managed to block it away, bless her, all that time. Not something I have seen her do. With the worst outcome, all you can do is imagine and plan and hope. We have known 5 people in the last 3 years close to us to have this, only 1 is alive.
It was a cyst. We received the results this afternoon. All three of them who were at the appointment today let out a huge sigh of relief at the same time, while I was punching the air at work. Now we can get on with our lives, and look forward to our baby, and being parents.