So early this morning we got a phone call from My Mister's oncologist.
"It's testicular cancer. Your ACH levels are abnormally high"
I breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, some answers.
My Mister went to the fertility clinic today to ensure some baby-making materials.
He has an appointment tomorrow with the medical oncologist to start taking action against this beast that has invaded his body.
Hard times are ahead, but we have hope that this will have a good ending.
He is going into surgery early next week to "extract his nut" as he so delicately put it.
Just in time for Valentine's day.