Before we move on from the topic of cancer …because no news is no news until I have the results of a second biopsy that’ll determine if I have my whole thyroid removed or just half of it.
… some thoughts.
After the news last Wednesday, if anyone asked me how I felt, the only honest answer I had was ‘surreal’.
My personal world had radically changed, but the greater world had not – surreal.
I discovered there was a tiny part of me, probably left over from those ‘teenagers are immortal’ days when our incredibly rash actions didn’t actually kill us, that still believed that I might get out of this mortal coil alive – surreal (and how disappointing to realise that damn cliché is true!)
I’ve had 10 major surgeries in my adult life (to put my knee back together again) and in a few months from now I’ll willingly choose to go ‘under the knife’ again, and yes it’s a saving of my life choice, but seriously, who the bloody hell chooses to have their bodies cut open and bits of their viscera removed? – surreal
I’m not ill, I don’t feel sick, but yet, here I am with a life threatening disease – surreal.

Cone of Surrealness
Thankfully the Cone of Surrealness only lasted until Friday night when it cracked wide open and I cried, and sobbed, and howled, and raged.
Mrs Widdershins was there to hold me and say all the right things, and supply tissues.
Widdercat rightfully concluded that purrs were not needed at that time and waited until the storm had passed before joining us for cuddles.
So, here I am, on the other side of ‘surreal’ and getting on with life.
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“Getting ahead in a difficult profession requires avid faith in yourself. That is why some people with mediocre talent, but with great inner drive, go so much further than people with vastly superior talent” – Sophia Loren, actor.
So sorry about those abnormal cells. Hopefully that crazy surgery will go very very well and you will be back to writing in no time.
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absolutely! … thanks Sara 😀
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Hang in there – will hold out a virtual paw for you to hold all the way!
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😀 … pawz are the bestest!
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Hoping the best of bests for you Widdershins. Positive thinking all the way, that’s my motto.
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A superbly wonderiferous motto it is too!
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Hugs on the surreal.
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Thanks … the good thing about all this is I’m getting some great story ideas … writers never sleep!
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I’m so sorry, Widdershins. Here’s hoping that you get to keep some of your thyroid and that you bounce back quickly. I’m glad you have the support of the Mrs. and the cat to help you through.
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Thanks Janna … there’s nothing like being ignored by a cat to have one’s sense of perspective restored … and then they want snuggles! … le sigh … we are but lowly staff to the rulers of the universe!
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You have my thoughts and prayers. Chin up . . . you’ll make it through okay~hugs
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Up-chinning I am! 😀 … thanks Jamie.
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I’m sympathetic and will keep you in my prayers too. Please continue to stay strong and carry on. I have survived cancer. Please do not forget that cancer is no longer a death sentence. Most of us do survive.
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Thanks TT 😀 … 90-11% of the time that’s where I am, but that last tiny percentage point peeks out and pokes me, now and then, just to see if I’m paying attention I suppose!
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Take care of yourself and good luck. *Hugs.*
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Will do!
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I bet surreal. A great word for what it must feel like. Also, glad you finally cried. It helps. Hang in!
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Hi Clifford 🙂 … welcome to my little corner of the interwebz … Oh, that time feels like such a long time ago. Which it was when I think about it – 2013! … I’ve been completely cancer free since then, and Herself willing, will remain so for many decades to come. My long term plan is to be reasonably healthy ’til I hit triple digits and then wake up one day and be dead … and head out on to the next adventure.
I’m now going to head over and have a wander through your world. 🙂 … see you there.
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