Oh, you sound better in spirit! That's good, it helps you fight, from a sleeping position. Good mantra
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I'm fine. Impotent, but fine.
I'm fine. Impotent, but fine.
I texted someone very dear to me yesterday, because we hadn't talked in a few weeks (not unusual), and got an invitation to dinner. So after we sat down and started catching up and got through all the normal "what's going on with work/life" type stuff he says he's having surgery on Monday. Like tomorrow, Monday.
Stage 1 large cell lung cancer.
It's small, it's contained. It's so small that some tests were inconclusive (until the one that confirmed it). He had a bad cough in January when we went to dinner, and had his yearly physical a few days later that diagnosed pneumonia. The X-ray for the pneumonia triggered the alarm.
I'm sure it'll be fine. He's had all the tests, and has complete confidence in his medical team, it was found incredibly early, and he has taken a very sensible and reasoned approach to everything... as he quipped, his last cigarette will be Monday morning at 5:30am.
But it is taking a tremendous amount of energy to stay calm.
I'm fine. Impotent, but fine.
I texted someone very dear to me yesterday, because we hadn't talked in a few weeks (not unusual), and got an invitation to dinner.
Stage 1 large cell lung cancer.
But it is taking a tremendous amount of energy to stay calm.
I'm fine. Impotent, but fine.
I texted someone very dear to me yesterday, because we hadn't talked in a few weeks (not unusual), and got an invitation to dinner. So after we sat down and started catching up and got through all the normal "what's going on with work/life" type stuff he says he's having surgery on Monday. Like tomorrow, Monday.
Stage 1 large cell lung cancer.
It's small, it's contained. It's so small that some tests were inconclusive (until the one that confirmed it). He had a bad cough in January when we went to dinner, and had his yearly physical a few days later that diagnosed pneumonia. The X-ray for the pneumonia triggered the alarm.
I'm sure it'll be fine. He's had all the tests, and has complete confidence in his medical team, it was found incredibly early, and he has taken a very sensible and reasoned approach to everything... as he quipped, his last cigarette will be Monday morning at 5:30am.
But it is taking a tremendous amount of energy to stay calm.
Powerlessness sucks!!!!
Yes. Pillow hitting and posting "Dammitdammitdammitdammitdammit" here can help a little...
(((hugs)))
I'm fine. Impotent, but fine.
I texted someone very dear to me yesterday, because we hadn't talked in a few weeks (not unusual), and got an invitation to dinner. So after we sat down and started catching up and got through all the normal "what's going on with work/life" type stuff he says he's having surgery on Monday. Like tomorrow, Monday.
Stage 1 large cell lung cancer.
It's small, it's contained. It's so small that some tests were inconclusive (until the one that confirmed it). He had a bad cough in January when we went to dinner, and had his yearly physical a few days later that diagnosed pneumonia. The X-ray for the pneumonia triggered the alarm.
I'm sure it'll be fine. He's had all the tests, and has complete confidence in his medical team, it was found incredibly early, and he has taken a very sensible and reasoned approach to everything... as he quipped, his last cigarette will be Monday morning at 5:30am.
But it is taking a tremendous amount of energy to stay calm.
I'm fine. Impotent, but fine.
I texted someone very dear to me yesterday, because we hadn't talked in a few weeks (not unusual), and got an invitation to dinner. So after we sat down and started catching up and got through all the normal "what's going on with work/life" type stuff he says he's having surgery on Monday. Like tomorrow, Monday.
Stage 1 large cell lung cancer.
It's small, it's contained. It's so small that some tests were inconclusive (until the one that confirmed it). He had a bad cough in January when we went to dinner, and had his yearly physical a few days later that diagnosed pneumonia. The X-ray for the pneumonia triggered the alarm.
I'm sure it'll be fine. He's had all the tests, and has complete confidence in his medical team, it was found incredibly early, and he has taken a very sensible and reasoned approach to everything... as he quipped, his last cigarette will be Monday morning at 5:30am.
But it is taking a tremendous amount of energy to stay calm.
"Dammitdammitdammit" update...
It wasn't cancer; thank goodness.
Apparently, very rarely, pneumonia will form a highly concentrated group of cells instead of spreading out and making itself comfy. And those rare, highly concentrated pneumonia cells happen to respond to PET scans just enough like stage 1 large cell carcinoma... That its mistaken for large cell carcinoma.
A couple rounds of antibiotics would have been an easier fix than the whole major surgery/rib-spreader stuff (none were broken, thankfully), but better safe than sorry, and cancer-free is cancer-free.
And my stress-shopping resulted in s couple of new stilettos... So... Yeah.
(So glad he's okay. We aren't lovers anymore, but that doesn't mean I don't expect him to stick around and not die for another 30 years or so...)
And my stress-shopping resulted in s couple of new stilettos... So... Yeah.
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"Dammitdammitdammit" update...
It wasn't cancer; thank goodness.
Apparently, very rarely, pneumonia will form a highly concentrated group of cells instead of spreading out and making itself comfy. And those rare, highly concentrated pneumonia cells happen to respond to PET scans just enough like stage 1 large cell carcinoma... That its mistaken for large cell carcinoma.
A couple rounds of antibiotics would have been an easier fix than the whole major surgery/rib-spreader stuff (none were broken, thankfully), but better safe than sorry, and cancer-free is cancer-free.
And my stress-shopping resulted in s couple of new stilettos... So... Yeah.
(So glad he's okay. We aren't lovers anymore, but that doesn't mean I don't expect him to stick around and not die for another 30 years or so...)
thank Goodness!
Yes yes yes!!!! So grateful for your good news Mouse!
And shoes too. Shopping therapy.
My good news is 2fold~ they have revised mom's chemo from 36 months to only 12. (Thank God a specialist expert most high weighed in), and this 3rd restart of chemo after her toxic lung reaction is going better than anyone dared hope.
Only 5 more months to go.
FYC
Yes yes yes!!!! So grateful for your good news Mouse!
And shoes too. Shopping therapy.
My good news is 2fold~ they have revised mom's chemo from 36 months to only 12. (Thank God a specialist expert most high weighed in), and this 3rd restart of chemo after her toxic lung reaction is going better than anyone dared hope.
Only 5 more months to go.
FYC
