I will not die from this cancer. He didn’t say that verbatim, but that’s the gist of it. The cancer is treatable, and I’ll be okay.
Which is a good thing.
Today is the second straight day that I’ve been grateful to be alive, to have Rachel, and to be healthy, relatively. Heck, my blood pressure was 110/65! Also, my liver, heart, and lungs are free from any cancer. Fuck you, cancer.
Dr. Sanchez said that his part in this affair is over, and the next time he’ll see me is in a year for a colonoscopy.
Next I’m to see an oncologist and get an MRI. The oncologist is Antonio Ucar, and he specializes in what I have. Sanchez was going to send me to someone else, but he was just as enthusiastic to send me to Ucar, who is the doctor a friend recommended I see. Sanchez said I’d get an email from him today about an appointment with Ucar. No email came, but I’m not worried. I’ll follow up tomorrow. I mean, this whole thing is like recovery from drugs to me. I’ve got to be an active participant to recover.
I’m waiting for a call from Baptist Hospital to schedule the MRI. They told me they will call me tomorrow, and I’ll call them late in the day if I don’t hear from them.
I’m confident I’ll get over this. I’ve accepted that things might be unpleasant, and I won’t be ashamed or embarrassed.
Besides sharing my experience, these blogs are also to improve my writing skills. I’ve been using an online grammar and readability tool called ProWritingAid and has been helpful. One thing it told me about in this blog, up to this paragraph, is that I should start more sentences with gerunds, infinitives, subordinate conjunctions, coordinating conjunctions, and part participles. This would help to vary my writing.
Here’s a link to check it out https://prowritingaid.com/en/App/Purchase?rf=10&mafid=1224942