Well, today I ate a sandwich and two cups of ice cream. Appetite is coming back after being not allowed food (possible surgery). MRI made it a no-go here. Need a transfer to Uber-Surgeons hospital.
Please wish me luck.
Otherwise I don’t know what’s going to happen.
No one says the C word when you have cancer. They talk around it. The doctor talks with the surgeons and in this hospital it’s too tricky. Too much can go pear-shaped.
They have referred me to a specialist hospital but it can take days.
Or they could just flat out not take me.
Personal goals for the day:
1 Live
2 Live
3 Live
My heart is with you. I’ve heard the C word. 10+ yrs clear. Keep breathing.