It's not a tumor.
So, with a new year coming, I hope to renew my attempts to be more active on LJ again. I have a few posts I actually would really like to make. One is about writing and what I'll be working on and my Twittering in a vain attempt to spark an interest in my progress in a way that doesn't require me to spend a long time typing things. Another is the annual "Books I Read" list and thoughts on them, which is always fun today.
This one isn't about either of those things, though.
This one is about cancer.
The past few days have been a whirlwind of really shocking events, starting Tuesday when we found out that Brian (that's my fiance for those of you who might not know him) had lymphoma. He went straight into the hospital for treatment and chemotherapy and came home today after an amazingly quick and painless hospital visit. As he said, this is probably the sickest he's ever been, but it was the easiest time in the hospital he's ever had. Go figure. The whole thing has an air of irony about it; the worst symptoms he seems to be having right now is a chronic case of the hiccups (which, I might add, was not included in the list of symptoms). In the last week, things have gone from relatively normal to Brian starting the new year as a cancer survivor.
It's so hard to wrap my mind around, especially since this has all taken place in all of four or five days. The most important thing is that he's fine, and, hopefully, this is the peak of the rough and jagged mountain that is Brian's Health. The next few months as he continues treatment will be quite the adjustment, but he's doing really, really well, thank goodness. I'm just glad to have him home again, and, hopefully, we can just get things back into a steady, normal schedule yet again. Just with more handwashing and being mindful of times when his blood counts drop and make him even more susceptible to infection than he already was.
Let me tell you, though, that man is quite the trooper...
This one isn't about either of those things, though.
This one is about cancer.
The past few days have been a whirlwind of really shocking events, starting Tuesday when we found out that Brian (that's my fiance for those of you who might not know him) had lymphoma. He went straight into the hospital for treatment and chemotherapy and came home today after an amazingly quick and painless hospital visit. As he said, this is probably the sickest he's ever been, but it was the easiest time in the hospital he's ever had. Go figure. The whole thing has an air of irony about it; the worst symptoms he seems to be having right now is a chronic case of the hiccups (which, I might add, was not included in the list of symptoms). In the last week, things have gone from relatively normal to Brian starting the new year as a cancer survivor.
It's so hard to wrap my mind around, especially since this has all taken place in all of four or five days. The most important thing is that he's fine, and, hopefully, this is the peak of the rough and jagged mountain that is Brian's Health. The next few months as he continues treatment will be quite the adjustment, but he's doing really, really well, thank goodness. I'm just glad to have him home again, and, hopefully, we can just get things back into a steady, normal schedule yet again. Just with more handwashing and being mindful of times when his blood counts drop and make him even more susceptible to infection than he already was.
Let me tell you, though, that man is quite the trooper...