A man walks into a doctor’s office…

A man walks into a doctor’s office. He has a cucumber up his nose, a carrot in his left ear and a banana in his right ear.
“What’s the matter with me?” he asks the doctor.
The doctor replies, “You’re not eating properly.”

What a day, a lot to think about and not much to say right now. The problems with the tumour are more significant than we hoped for, so round one of surgery has been brought forward 5 weeks to next week. Finish the current round of chemo and then it’s time to open me up and start trimming pieces out.

There are a couple of big issues, but the biggest is the tumour putting pressure on the jugular. This is increasing the blood pressure in my brain and it needs to be taken care of quickly. Out of everything we talked about, looked at, poked and prodded at for four hours today with the surgeon and oncologist, taking a scalpel to something around my jugular scares me the most.

And I think that’s a reasonable thing to be scared at.

I’m so touched by the support and calls I’ve received over the last few days. Friends I saw in Montreal who called to see what the results were, someone who insisted they be there for me today, bosses at work who shared personal experiences and called HR managers to make sure I had what I needed. People have insisted they are taking me there, waiting for me, staying overnight and so on, and so on.

Thanks guys, all of you, I promise I’ll find a way to show you how I appreciate it.

I’ve been plenty emotional today, not unreasonably. The most emotional part was when someone said not to worry about the cats, they would be looked after if anything happened. We both lost it at that moment.