Today, Tony goes in for what we all hope is to be his last surgery. It's a big one, a 12-hour procedure wherein the doc will bombard a tumor wrapped around his brain stem with intense radiation in hopes of wiping it out or at least keeping it from being able to grow.
And it's big not only in duration or in how nasty it sounds. The repercussions here outweigh anything he's yet come up against. There's a very good chance the vision in his good (left) eye will be damaged, and he'll suffer loss of some peripheral or outer vision. There's a lesser but still good chance that he'll lose vision in that eye altogether, ostensibly rendering him blind. And there is a far lesser but still present chance that he will not wake up from this surgery.
Of course, we hope for the best. We hope he comes out of this at the end of a very long day looking and feeling as he did yesterday, vision intact, brain freed from the ravages of foreign bodies. But no matter what happens, we hope that he survives it, and that from here on out he can build his life into something he hasn't had for over a year now: A life free of surgery and MRIs and putting everything on hold so he can battle health issues. As he'd be the first to agree, it's high time to put this behind him and move on to building a new life.
Even if that life is drastically changed, even if he's not in Boise, moving on and forward is the thing.
Think good thoughts and send them toward Idaho.
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