I felt almost as if it were me that was going to have a biopsy that morning. My stomach was nervous and I didn't even bother to put on makeup that morning. There was no point since my face was obviously tear streaked anyway.
I just threw on some clothes and tried to be as supportive as I could. Jeff was kind enough to come over and watch Julia that morning so my mom could sit with us in the hospital room.
We took the short drive to the hospital and checked in. We waited in the room and watched time move slowly. Our Pastor Eric stopped by to pray with us and sit with us while we waited. Just a few minutes before the procedure was set to start, Jason's parents and grandma arrived. Just before they took him back, we prayed over Jason.
The nurse allowed us to follow as he was wheeled to the biopsy area. She then showed us around the CT scan area and took the time to walk us through the CT scan from the previous day explaining the size of the mass and putting it into real terms.
We were then shown the waiting area so the procedure could start. Pastor Eric and Jason's parents talking while we waited just outside the CT scan room, but to be honest, I couldn't even tell you what it was about.
A few minutes later, the procedure was over and Jason was wheeled to recovery where he was held just to make sure his lung wasn't punctured. Soon we went home and started the painful process of waiting. The results from the biopsy would be in until Monday.
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