My husband has a rotten nut

Yes, you read that right, he's got a bad nut.

About a month ago he felt a lump in his left testicle. He went to the doctor and was put on medication to see if that reduced it. It got bigger.

He had an ultrasound on Thursday at 4pm. By 5pm the doctor was on the phone with him telling him he needed to see a specialist immediately, and wanted him to go Friday. Being unemployed almost 2 years, he couldn't go Friday as he had a day of work scheduled and we need the money badly.

His appointment was at 1pm yesterday afternoon. The doctor told him that the left testicle had to be removed immediately. Testicular Cancer. The evil C word.

On Thursday, we say goodbye to the bad nut. He will be laid up at least 6-8 weeks. He has no more unemployment coming in, and was just about to talk about getting hired FT perm at the place he has been doing a few jobs for over the past few months.

Now, he can't do that.

While we are stressed and concerned about the bad nut, we know that this is treatable. They are almost sure it hasn't spread and will do a cat scan immediately after the surgery (well, same day) to make sure.

Testicular Cancer is very treatable, and it is rare that it comes back after it is removed.

Right now my concern is on getting him through the surgery, and immediate recovery period.

As soon as the weekend is over, I'm going to lose my shit.

That's when I'm going to start freakin over money. There is no way we can live on my salary alone. Will we lose our house? What bills aren't going to get paid? How much are we going to end up in collections? Christmas is definately cancelled.

Any and all visiting/travel, etc that I was hoping to do over the next few months is cancelled. If we started to make plans, my sincere apologies, I can't do it at all right now. I have to figure out how to pay the mortgage and keep gas in my car.

I can't even afford to go to my therapist anymore.

Sigh.

One day at a time.

I won't be blogging much over the next week, but I will post a shortie on Friday on how the surgery went and how he is doing.

Thank you everyone who took my phone calls yesterday, and the texts, tweets and DM's that I received were amazing. I am involved in one of the most amazing communities ever.

In the meantime, at least he has a good attitude about the whole thing. Except he has to train himself to say My ball itches, instead of balls. Oh well. Least of our worries.