My world is going haywire. Don’t worry, I’m not turning into Corporal Jones or Private Fraser but today was a day of significant news. I am currently dealing with it by constant busy beeness; hence the hour of this post.
I have cancer.
It’s in the lower bowel and very amendable; at a price.
I’m now looking at an operation followed by a bag for life. I’ve seen stoma mentioned on here before but if anyone has had this procedure, I would appreciate thoughts and observations. I would also appreciate feedback from anyone. Humour and puns encouraged; am I going to kick the butt of cancer?
This morning it was the consultant who took the biopsy so once more I was on the bench open-bottomed, feeling exposed.
Whilst I’m not relishing having an eighth hole created in my poor blubbersome regions, I know this will be a step towards keeping some kind of feasible existence.
Meanwhile, watch out for the blogs as I enter the realms of medical certitude. I always think that the neurologist with their inevitable retinue merely clutch at straws using their own experience to offer us suggestions, not answers.
Steve, looking ahead to a non-constipated future. Always seeking the positive.