so, relief relief relief. We didn't find out in the morning, so sitting with the intake nurse we learned (very casually) that I have a little Stage 1 tumor. The surgery had removed the tumor but because of the location, on my vocal chord, it was impossible to know for sure that the surgeon got all the bad stuff. So, the good news following the bad news, is a little radiation, a few weeks of a sore throat and just as suddenly as I had cancer, I won't.
As scary as just a little cancer is and just a little radiation is, the relief sitting in there with the nurse is huge. I found myself grinning at Lee, look I don't have brain cancer! By Christmas this will only be a few pages in the journal, yet it really is life changing to know how vulnerable you are and powerless.
I met the ocologist today, he looks like he is barely 20 years old, incredibly nice and really spent some time with us.
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