We had become complacent. For the past couple of years, with Jimmy in remission and chemo-free, we have reveled in a relative normalcy, but reality calls and it's time to mush on.
Jimmy has had a busy day. He spent four hours in the Pearlman Cancer Center, getting an infusion of gamma gobulin, which should prop up his immune system and make him feel better.
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At two o'clock, I went with him to see Dr. Beale, a highly-regarded Valdosta pulmonologist. We have scheduled a bronchoscopy for Thursday morning.
To add to his credentials, Dr. Beale saved my life three years ago. After exploratory surgery, I hit the morphine pump too often and quit breathing - several times. When Jimmy got to the hospital in the middle of the night, he says the nurses were pumping air into my lungs with what looked like hand-held bellows. Dr. Beale arrived at the hospital right after Jimmy, and had me intubated and on a ventilator in seconds. Evidently I had been thrashing around so badly nobody else could do it. Thank you, Dr. Beale!
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Dr. Gregory Beale
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