going to fall back and re group a bit.
i like that fellow above. he reminds me of times when the news was more than
competition for the highest ranking show. they were actually journalists.
and they gave you the news.
yesterday i had my post surgical consultation and check up with my main surgeon.
here are the facts.
the mass in the back of my throat was benign. YAYY!!!
the large tumor . . . the one leaning on my trachea was benign. YAYYY!
all the rest of them were papillary carcinoma. BOO.
such a fancy term for the c word. like they can’t just call it what it is?
i also had hashimoto’s disease.
wow. talk about a drama queen!!! LOLOL.
since i was little my family always told me to ‘not be so dramatic.’
i say what is life without a little drama? it’s the spice of it old bean!
dr connelly pulled a chair right up next to me and held my hand to tell me all this.
he said very cheerfully
” i know this is scary sudden news for you but i think i pretty much got it all.
but with glands and lymph nodes it’s hard to know.”
” PRETTY MUCH ” ???? LOL.
well. you have to admire his honesty. and i do. i don’t like mollycoddling.
i want the truth. always. it’s the only way to live.
i will now be undergoing new treatments for any residuals of the papillary carcinoma
with follicular variant.
good grief charlie brown. how they remember all those words in medical terms i’ll never know!
all it means is this. it may have spread to other lymph glands. they don’t know now if it has.
and if it has they will zap it this way.
i will have radioactive iodine treatments. i will be assigned an oncologist i guess.
yet another medical man or woman to my collection! i think i’d rather collect marbles! LOLOL.
he said the treatments are not pleasant. i will get very sick.
ya gotta love this guy.
apparently they’re done in a hospital. it is radioactive. you are quarantined for so many days.
then when you’re not GLOWING so much you’re allowed to go home and given instructions
on when you can go out in public so as not to endanger other people.
wow! wonder if they give you a little geiger counter? interesting! it is old bean!
my own personal little chernobyl !
she’s so blithe about it you say? yes. well. wait til she’s throwing up her socks every minute. LOL.
i have already found a silver lining in all this old bean.
i can make some extra dollars on the side by providing light to small surrounding villages!
at least for as long as i glow!
just call me PEANUT POWER! that has a better ring to it then tammy j power.
now you know everything i know. not much right now.
i see the endocrinologist next to get this all started. i liked him too.
he’s the one who is 40 and looks 16.
i’m hoping the debilitating pain i was having in my throat was the cancer.
now that that nasty thing is gone maybe i can begin to do my most favoritist thing of ALL . . .
taking nice long walks in crisp autumn air! AUTUMN. even the word i love and always have.
cool and comforting. warm things in your throat. soft sweaters. misty mornings.
oh be still my heart!
which seems to be doing better now that they’re not trying to kill me with that little tiny
clonidine pill. i couldn’t even walk across the room hardly! good grief. alas and as it were!
something wrong with the grammar in that last sentence there. too weak to care. LOL.
just wanted YOU to know that I KNOW!
just thought of something too. I don’t know if you lose your hair with this radioactive stuff.
but if you do . . . i can’t think of a better time to have these treatments!
i dearly love all the soft little colorful knit caps that are out there now.
i want a cherry red one and i already have a pretty grey and a navy one.
but i think i might go for color if i need to wear them. color is good for your morale.
the next little news flash. are you still there old bean? LOL.
first of all . . .
i only wish you could each have your very own marine.
every one should have one really!
oh. every now and then one goes bad in there. they come out all messed up.
and then they’re the worst kind of killing machine.
but you should have one like MINE!
he is strong. in every way. what he lacks in what you might think of as emotion . . .
he more than makes up for in action.
that’s what they’re about after all. they are pure action. and yet he has this wonderful
sense of quiet about him. a reverence somehow. i can’t explain it.
he has carted me around . . . gotten presciptions . . . whatever i need . . .
yesterday we even ate a very late lunch or a very early dinner at the olive garden!
he also called the cardiologist and talked to him. and they changed the Rx that was
doing me in! thanks marine. i was so out of it couldn’t even handle doing that.
he’s just a treasure.
and can you imagine what this is like for him after just going through it for the last three years?
good lord. poor man. he’s got to be thinking . . . “oh not again. enough already.”
NO. i doubt he’s thinking that actually. it’s just not the way he’s wired.
this is just another hill. and we’re gonna take the hill.
i’m getting good at this marine talk! BA HAHA HAHA SNORT!
and for my thankful thursday . . . you can bet . . . i’m thankful for MY MARINE!
we’re going on hiatus here at the peanut for a good long while.
i couldn’t get pooh and the gang or even snoopy to say they’d stand in for me.
something or other about copyright laws or something. owl spoke of it.
and we listen to the wise owl here on the peanut !
i hope to be able to let you know how everything is going eventually.
but even this is wearing me out.
not being dramatic actually. just being sensible.
i’m going to need all my wits and strength about me to get through these
‘ unpleasant ‘ treatments. LOL. don’t you just love their descriptions?
unpleasant. yes. sure. whatever you say. i swear you just have to laugh.
and speaking of laughing. i always have and still will be doing a lot of laughing.
i happen to think it’s the best medicine of all. and it helps if you find almost everything
about human nature funny. which i do!
i’m going to try a new approach too.
when mother had cancer and my bob had it . . . i fought it like a lioness.
in my mind i mean. i tried to get them to fight too.
and i think i’ve even mentioned it before here on a post.
well. i’ve changed my mind about all that. and here’s why.
when you ‘ FIGHT ‘ something you’re usually angry. yes. it has to be there
to put you into the fighting mode.
and anger and fighting they know now excretes certain chemicals in your brain
and your body. chemicals that are TOTALLY counter productive to your good health.
constant anger depletes your immune system . . . as does depression.
i’ve decided that if there is any cancer still lurking about in some gland or lymph node or other
that i’m going to treat it with nothing but love.
i’m going to invite it to make itself known. i’m going to politely and lovingly say that
” sorry. but i really don’t need you and would you be so kind as to leave me ? “
i’m thinking i might just be onto something here!
it’s a very exciting concept to me.
because they also know the power of LOVE. not just in a metaphysical sense
but in a very real scientific sense . . . the endorphin thing or other.
have to do more research on it. and as i get time and feel good enough . . .
that’s what i’ll be doing. that and all the good food that stops cancer.
going on NO SUGAR immediately.
that’s cancer’s most favoritist thing old bean!
and now. would you believe this post is over a thousand words long?
you haven’t known it . . . but i’ve had MANY MANY MANY breaks! LOL.
i could let you think i’m some kind of dynamo. heck. alas. and as it were . . .
you’d never know.
but i’m not old bean. and i’m very tired today.
i think yesterday i might have done way too much.
i will be reading all my favorite blogs . . . HA! that’s EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOURS !!!!
but i probably won’t be doing much commenting.
please know again that i have never in my entire life had so many wonderful friends.
tears are streaming as i write that.
the new girl who never had the time to make friends when you’re the age of learning how to be friends.
i have learned it through you. and i treasure our friendships. i do old bean!
and i think your coming comments on this post will only make me cry more.
and i like this little keyboard. don’t want to get it wet.
so if you don’t mind i’ll just ‘approve’ your comments on this post and not reply.
you’ll have to know that i cherish each and every one of them.
this is getting WAY too mushy.
gonna buckle my swash and buck up and be a good wench.
see ya in the trenches!
love and MAJOR SNOPPY HUGS!
see? see what medication does? it sends snoppy hugs. YUK.
til i don’t really know when old bean.
but the gang and i will return eventually!
you can’t keep a good drama queen down.
and just because i liked this cartoon . . .