After surgery

Looks like most time I ha e for blog is in the air, I am flying Again to new York for his check up. Now I have 2.5 hours. 
We still did not know what exactly he has, today, december 4th, we go to have the full scan for 3 days see how many cancer cell he has inside body. 

Contious to Last time, we moved to a condone called ", 2 bedroom, a kitchen, close to hospital,he barely can move when we took the taxi, every bumping of taxi shows in his painful face. I have to run to pharmacy to get all kinds of pills and daily grocery before I can see the room. He called said room is horrible, I called superintendent to bargain at 400/day price so we can get a better room. Finally,when I got all the stuff and arrived room, I was happy: room is not bad at all. 

I am not a cook, specially to cook for a chef, basically , I learned everything in a day about what to do and did it. He was not complain, food is simple, he can not eat a lot, congee and soup, we got skirt beef, he wanted to gain weight and survive, force himself to eat. On top of the food o cook. I can feel his pain when he drinks too fast, brb and fat, sometimes a surprise shout ad he is in pain. But he made up his mind to eat as much ad he can to survive.

Next day, oct 25th, we went back hospital to check the wound . Surgeon found it is puffy and pink : little infection inside and decide to open the wound to clean. the lady asked me to hold his arm, then, started : succors / knife , hand squeeze , blood , yellow liquid came out, his head moving, shaking, my hand felt pain from his squeeze , his foot shaking back and forth. Doctor stuff a cloth in between of wound and .... Thanks god, it is done, he is sweating.....
Seeing him in pain, I start to believe movie : some FBI use pain to breaks down spy's nerve and let them tell the truth. It really works. 

Went back to hotel, bought some gaze to clean him, blood still came out from the wound, we found a plastic bag, cut at side, flat the bag and stick in his belly so the can take shower. He wet to sleep, I called office, doing business . I booked ticket to china, have a seafood show I must attend and I did not see my daughter for 3 weeks, I got to see her before china trip. I never miss het that much in my life. But, Georges can not fly back he needs to stay in new York, I called Wilber see he can fly Seasy over to see me.  Ticket round trip costs $3000 for weekend, but return trip only costs 300 o Monday, Wilber did not agree she miss school to see me. My tear is coming out and heart is broken when I hear is and doe first time I told him : I will take full custody of Seasy if you refuse to let her go. Seasy is excited to come alone and made the plan for this. Finally, Wilber agreed . I will pick up Seasy on Saturday morning in airport, I am so excited.  

Now, He is so nerves about any type of pain now, for needle for blood, no one can touch him , he will feel pain too. Just hope nothing can cause him more pain now.  
 
Airplane just landed, he is telling me a story : the examine result tomorrow will be very good, his pancreas is growing back ! Hospital will pay him to fly once a month to check up. He will say no: Sara must come too. First class or 4 star hotel. Hospital will agree as they get a rare case. 2 years later, hospital will say sorry : pancreas grow back was another tumor, now you dead. I laugh so hard.