Thursday, May 16, 2013

Hopes, Shattered

We all knew it couldn't be just a sinus infection, right? That would bring our tale to a premature conclusion. And my boss would think I lied about having cancer just to get a three day weekend!

Alas, the globus-like sensation has returned. Or perhaps it was never gone - that was only wishful thinking. And Lumpy the Lymph Node has gotten noticeably firmer. Apparently he likes me, and he's not going anywhere.

Advance the reality ratchet a click or two. With its partner: fear. I hadn't realized quite how much I was rooting for that sinus infection plot line.

The biopsy surgery is still five days away. It feels like forever. Life is in slow motion suspense until we can liberate those cells and hear their story. Only they can confirm whether they are indeed cancer, and tell us the name of their tribe. And my fate.

I've been going to work all week and, surprisingly, being productive. I sit in meetings with people and marvel that no one seems to notice my new friend Lumpy. It shouldn't surprise me. I didn't notice it either.

Editor: Oh, c'mon. It's not that bad. Don't you think the title is a tad melodramatic?

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