Punch in the gut

It’s hard to believe it has been almost a year since I have written. A year ago, in May 2016, my husband John was in a terrible car accident. He was hit by a semi-truck on his way to work. He recovered quickly and was back to work by August. In January of 2017 John had his left carotid artery surgery and again recovered like a champ. From there life went on as it always does.

In 2016 before his accident we had finished remodeling our bathroom and kitchen. Doing most of the work ourselves. That’s just how we roll. We talked about how we need to tackle projects on the outside of the house and had planned on doing those in the spring and summer of 2016. But as luck would have it the accident occurred and life as we wanted came to a halt. So, we spent the summer and fall recovering and the rest of the cold months talking about what we were going to accomplish outside the house in the warmer days of 2017.

As soon as spring rolled around this year we began. New gutters and awnings. Painting the shutters and the garage. Biggest project was removing the old fence and replacing it with new fence we stained. Thirty panels in all. They were heavy and it was a huge job, but with our sons help we got it done. We talked about wanting to take a vacation with just the two of us, but we thought it more important to get these projects done so we would have time to relax later. Vacation could come in 2018 and we could celebrate my 50th, just the two of us.

This summer we spent lots of time in the pool as we do every summer. It is our get away. Very refreshing after a long day of yard work. In June of this year we finished the fence and it was about then that we really noticed John had a cough he just couldn’t seem to kick. In early-July I finally convinced him to go to the doctor. He went through 2 rounds of prednisone and anti-biotics and wasn’t getting any better. The doctor ordered him an x-ray and within 24 hrs I got the news the x-ray was not good. The doctor ordered a CT Scan with contrast and asked that I get his scan from last year’s car accident.

The first week in August John had his CT scan and again within 24 hours I got the call. A tennis ball size mass, swollen and clumped together lymph nodes and nodules that had grown 5 times in size. Last year during John’s accident they found nodules in his left lung. They said not to worry, its common, we will review them in a year. Now a year later they have grown from 4mm to 2.6 cm.

The Doctor’s words to me, “It doesn’t look good Julie, I am so sorry”. Within hours the pulmonary doctor called and he personally scheduled a biopsy. A very quick procedure. Within 15 mins the doctor came out to get me and said it is positive. John has cancer. He explained what he had seen and said because of the location of the cancer surgery would not be possible. He said he would call me, no later than Monday, to tell me the type of cancer.

John attempts to work on Friday but he just can’t. He goes in half a day and comes home. The pulmonary doctor had explained how his airway was being cut off, causing him to not be able to breath. Monday comes and I am at work and I get the call. Small cell lung cancer. For a minute, I felt my own breath leave my body. I felt like someone had just jumped on my shoulders. I couldn’t move or raise my arms (something that has been happening a lot since all this news). Everyone in the office was gone to lunch. I just sat in my office and cried, texted his sisters and sister-in-law, and cried some more. I eventually gathered myself and drove home to tell him the news.

All I kept thinking is how is this happening. Why does our family always go from good to bad? Why are we always put through these challenges? What are we going to do? And then those terrible unthinkable thoughts go through your mind. How will I live my life without the love of my life? Will he be around to see our boys get married? We he be around to see his grandchildren? All the thoughts you wish you could stop, but they fill your mind.

We met with the oncologist and John will be having a mri, pet scan, port installed and he begins Chemo on August 28th. He has already lost 12 pnds and is in pain. My heart is breaking into a million pieces and there is nothing I can do about it but pray.

Although he doesn’t want to talk about it, he is depressed, worried, and I am sure a bunch of other emotions. And then there are my boys. How do I keep their hearts from breaking? They both seem to be handling it well and in their own ways, but I continue to worry about them. I encourage all of them, including John, to talk about it if they want to. For the most part, they all just want to be around each other.

The hardest part is that we have not told his parents yet. His dad is 88 and fighting his own battles with cancer. John doesn’t want to hurt them or make them sad. Losing his brother of cancer in December 2015 was hard enough on his family. He feels that knowing this news would be too much for them to handle. We try to remind him that if it were his boys, he would want to know. I pray he finds the courage and strength to share with them soon. I can understand his position and feel for both sides. When he is ready, he knows I will be right there with him.

From what I understand so far about this cancer is it does respond well to chemo. The overall statistics are not high, but we are very hopeful for our future. We have been through hard times. We have lost all material things before, but somehow managed to hang onto our home. We are fighters, survivors and most of all we LOVE. Our love for one another got us through so much in life it is what will get us through this.

Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers as we begin this journey. A journey I know way too many of you have been on before.

Luv, luv,

Julie

By | 2017-09-11T11:47:20+00:00 August 18th, 2017|Life|10 Comments

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Julie Metzger of Cincinnati, OH is the Owner/Founder of Returning the Gift, has over 20+ years of Information Technology experience and has 12+ years of church & community involvement. She is working on her mission to change the world through Faith, Hope, Courage, Strength, Inspiration and most of all Love!

10 Comments

  1. Christe McKittrick August 18, 2017 at 7:54 pm - Reply

    Julie, we are praying with you. God is good. He is faithful. Healing will come in this world or the next. Keep standing on His promises. My heart stands in agreement with you.

  2. Kelli August 18, 2017 at 7:56 pm - Reply

    Our hearts and prayers are with you all.

  3. Nancy Finke August 18, 2017 at 9:14 pm - Reply

    Julie,
    I am so sorry to hear of this sad news. My thoughts & prayers will be with John, you & your sons. May your faith stay strong. Prayers are starting now.

  4. Darryl Kristof August 18, 2017 at 9:17 pm - Reply

    I am terribly sorry to hear this. Strangely enough I just deleted the pictures of the car accident from my phone and iPad a few weeks ago. It took me a while to remember what they were. I will pray for you all. Hang in there.

  5. Arnice Smith August 18, 2017 at 9:43 pm - Reply

    Julie, my prayers are with you and your family during this difficult time. FAITH~For All-things I Trust Him.

    Arnice

  6. Name* August 19, 2017 at 6:32 am - Reply

    Oh Julie I am so very sadden with you news. I will add you, John and your family to my prayer list. If there is anyway I can help with anything plz do not hesitate to let me know. ❤ to all! Lora Dakin

  7. Nicki August 19, 2017 at 10:36 am - Reply

    Julie,
    My prayers are with you and your family. My mother at 90 was diagnosed with small cell lung cancer and has tolerated treatment quite well. She will be 94 next month and is doing well. My prayers are that John responds well to his treatment and finds the hope he needs!
    Love, Nicki

  8. Cindy Unger August 19, 2017 at 1:28 pm - Reply

    Julie and John, we love you both so dearly. Your love for each other and God will help. Remember we are always here for you. Anything you need we will be there for you. You will always be in our prayers. Love Cindy and Bob

  9. Stormie Niehaus August 19, 2017 at 3:02 pm - Reply

    I sit crying silently as I read this. There are yes adequate words. Although we are “new” friends, I live you and yours. I am here when you need something or someone. And I definitely will pray… Stormie

  10. Linda Bauer August 23, 2017 at 10:05 am - Reply

    Keeping you, John and the boys in my prayers. I’m terribly sorry to hear this.

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