My dad has a tumor on his thyroid that reaches down to his lung. It has moved his esophagus and is now putting pressure on his lungs. Thankfully the tumor is not cancer, but it so large that it is taking over my dad's chest. So it must be removed. My dad's thyroid is lower than most people's, so when it started to develop this goiter, it grew down and out. This is why it took so long to detect.
I didn't like the idea of my mom being alone in the waiting room while my dad was in surgery. It wasn't right. No one should be alone in the waiting room, I have been there and it isn't fun. Also, my mom has been there for me with all my kids but especially over the past 2 years since Emmett's birth.
I made arrangements with Scott and with a couple of ladies in the ward to help out with the kids. I feel really blessed that the sisters I asked were willing to help me in my time of need. I was going to be gone for 6 days.
We left early Sunday morning for drive from Twin Falls to Missoula Montana. We stopped in Idaho Falls to visit with Grandma Hackworth (my dad's mom). Then off for the rest of our drive. I sat in the back and worked on my laptop for the entire 8 hour drive. I was updating all the Primary stuff getting ready to roll over for the new year.
After a day of travel we arrived in Missoula, found our hotel and relaxed. Then Monday, we met with the doctor and finalized our questions/concerns. Tuesday, we were up, dressed, and at the hospital by 7am. Dad's surgery took 5 hours. It was a long grueling day.
As we met with the doctor after surgery he said that Dad's goiter was huge like the size of a football. He said that this thing had been growing for 30 years. What? I asked, "How do you know it has been growing for 30 years, does it have tree circles?" The doctor laughed, apparently he thought I was trying to be funny, when really I just wanted to know why he thought 30 years. Then he realized I wasn't trying to be funny, but that I was serious. He said, "Well we can tell how long the tumor had been growing by the blood vessels that were in it and broken off." Then I piped in, "So kind of like the tree circles, huh?" He said, " Yes kind of like that".
Amazing, all these years my dad had no idea. Here is a picture of my dad after surgery. The doctor cut his throat from ear to ear. Then he put drains out of his chest to drain all the fluid that was filling up this huge empty cavity where the goiter was. My dad's body needed to move all the organs back to their proper place and that would fill up the empty cavity.
I'm thankful for a wonderful husband who was supportive and understanding of me being with my parents during their time of need. I am also so very thankful for the two sisters in the ward who willingly served me and my family. Truly feeling blessed.






