cancer
on thursday two weeks ago, a surgeon removed a massive ball of cancer from inside me. it had eaten my right kidney, and was headed for the artery going into my heart. there were some complications beforehand, i was admitted for a pre-op procedure on friday and was supposed to have surgery on monday, but it had to be postponed since my blood was clotting four times slower than it was supposed to...i would have bled to death. in then end, the cancer they removed was a self-contained sinew-covered ball about the size of a cantaloupe. i now sport an incision scar that runs from between my breasts all the way around my ribcage to my side, almost around to my back, just above my right hip. huge ball of cancer, huge-ass but very clean scar afterward. huzzah for my surgeon, he rocks my socks off.
the lovely and caring suzanne was generous enough to act as my cat and house-sitter during my 12 days in the hospital, and then kept me company, cooked for me, did dishes, and generally hung out and cared for me day and night for the next week.
thanks to everyone who called, who said a prayer or directed energy my way. i got the biopsy report a few days ago, and it says i'm clear. there will be periodic testing, of course, for the rest of my life..but even the surgeon says i seem to have dodged a bullet.
so...thank you. to anyone who cares for me, or who even has positive feelings for me. i am alive still, and hope to remain so for a very long time.
hell, how can i get married if i'm six feet under? much love to my Ren, who is watching over me now, as i continue to heal.
the lovely and caring suzanne was generous enough to act as my cat and house-sitter during my 12 days in the hospital, and then kept me company, cooked for me, did dishes, and generally hung out and cared for me day and night for the next week.
thanks to everyone who called, who said a prayer or directed energy my way. i got the biopsy report a few days ago, and it says i'm clear. there will be periodic testing, of course, for the rest of my life..but even the surgeon says i seem to have dodged a bullet.
so...thank you. to anyone who cares for me, or who even has positive feelings for me. i am alive still, and hope to remain so for a very long time.
hell, how can i get married if i'm six feet under? much love to my Ren, who is watching over me now, as i continue to heal.