Another start to another week. It gives me thought to a little bit of this, a little bit of that.
Second go-around with melanoma cancer. First dealio was 5 ½ years ago. This past April I got the “all clear, have a great life” from my oncologist. 3 months later I find this dopey tumor at my right armpit. Armpits can be sensual under the right conditions. Proper lighting. Not too much stubble for a woman. Proper amounts of alcohol. Whether you’ve a cold or not which would influence one’s fragrance sensory. That kind of stuff.
Anywho … the armpit business and a month or so later I couldn’t remember a lot of stuff sent me back to the oncologist. Melanoma is a wicked cancer. If caught early enough, you’re looking at some minor surgery and a life-long keeping an eye on things.
My first time, I didn’t catch it soon enough and it was the size of dime, but the equivalent in thickness of 4 CD’s. Deep enough to put it at a stage 2a cancer. So I went through treatment of a high dose protein (interferon) and then for like 5+ years, all good signs that I was done with this beast.
Then I discover I have a tumor at the armpit and worse still, a brain tumor behind my left eye. So, surgery for the armpit. Radiation for the brain tumor. Steroids to ward off fluid build-up while they do the radiation. And then, remarkably, a brand new drug that is supposed to cruise my lymph system and prevent melanoma from forming any more tumors. Yay!
I’m starting to gain daily. My hearing was messed … it’s starting to come back. Same with appetite. All those good things that adults and kids alike come to expect from life. This new drug is like a horse pill in size. I take 4 in the a.m. … 4 in the p.m. and this for the rest of my life unless I have some major side effect issue. So having said all this, I’m off for a nap (nothing new there … took a bunch of them when I was ‘normal.’ A long, long, long time ago).
That’s all for now. Like I said … nap time.
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