The procedure went well according to the wonderful doctors in Toronto. Oh, while I'm thinking about it. I can't say enough about the mostly excellent people I had to deal with for a week in good ole Hogtown. The nurses on my overnight stay were great. The doctors were informative and laughed at my jokes (pity laughs maybe?) and the whole process seemed to go very well and surprisingly quick. I guess they don't fuck around when it comes to cancer. Diagnosed on December 28th and treatment finished on January 27th. That seems pretty quick to me.
So, now what? Years of follow up and monitoring. This little bastard ends up in the liver if it metastasises for some unknown reason, so you know I'll be having regular blood work and ultra sounds. Oh well....I'm alive and that, my non existent readers, is the important thing.
Talking about important things. My family and friends have been truly great. From my sister who essentially saved my life by pushing me to check out the eye thing back in December (it might be a stroke you idiot) and being a voice of reason and compassion along with her sense of humour. Which I will take credit for, as we are so very alike and I'm the oldest. This fact drives my mom absolutely batty of course. While we look to make fun of and ridicule the whole process my mom has taken all this very hard. Understandable of course, I have no idea how I would react if something similar was dropped on one of my kids and I have no desire to find out. Sure it's hard but I know she'll pull it together. My dad is a little more quiet on the subject but certainly digs when he can....he still may be in shock from hitting his head.
My girlfriend has been great beyond belief and I love her dearly for her support and attitude. In the few moments after telling her the diagnosis I had a few tears. By the time we got to the main floor, after a short elevator ride, we were poking fun at it and she was the first to text me a Cyclops eye. About an hour or so later....now that's love.
Scott, who had to deal with his own heart breaking loss to cancer, is a true best friend. Along with Anna, Ann, Tania, Nancy, my extended family and all my friends that I decided to tell...the support is overwhelming and so appreciated.
And now I'm back at work only really thinking about going to New York at the end of the week. Four days of whatever Barb and I can think of doing. It will be amazing I am sure.
More to come......when I remember to write of course
Ciao
"Oh well....I'm alive and that, my non existent readers, is the important thing. "
ReplyDeleteI just wanted to inform you that I'm existing :-)
Probably more than just existing :)
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