MY PEOPLE
It’s Nothing But An Act
Fight, flight or freeze… he’s in frozen mode
Today — 5 October 2021 — we went to the hospital for the results of an important scan my husband had yesterday.
A little background
You might have read some of it in earlier posts, but let me give you a brief background on the past eighteen months.
In May 2020, my husband was finally rid of the pain he had in the stump of his left leg since September 2016. Life looked up again, and by September 2020, I had faith that we would get back to where we were before this entire ordeal started.
On the 14th of March, a day after his 56 birthday, he stumbled out of the kitchen, mumbling. I helped him to his chair, and when I saw his face, I knew — he was having a stroke. Within the hour, he was in hospital, stayed there for three nights and returned home. He could use his arm and leg again, but still had difficulties with his speech.
He had a CT scan in hospital, where they saw enlarged lymph nodes in his neck, which he had to have checked out by the GP. That happened a month later. That’s when we jumped on this rollercoaster we’re still on — a diagnosis of metastasized thyroid cancer.
