I don’t have a cancer-worm in my head!
This is not to say, mind you, that there isn’t a tumor. There is an evil golf-ball sized-ish sumnin-sumnin all up in my brain-space (more accurately, all up in my brain, period) that’s jacking up my swag, BUT it is not cancerous. Which we kinda knew already, because the little bugger appeared to be slow-growing and that’s not how cancer usually rolls.
But anyway, the confirmation is a wonderful thing to hear. Because this whole “laugh-it-off” vibe I’ve been pushing? I’ll tell you something, if the c-word had been brought into the equation in the positive, the result upon my attitude would have been similar to what would happen if one were to take a bazooka to a house of cards which just so happened to be built upon a large pile of explosively radioactive material.
Not quite as much of a fun person to be around, eh?
Seriously though, this news/official confirmation is a huge, and I’m talking Billy Fuccillo-sized HUUUUUUUUU-GEEEeeeee blessing to hear. So now I, for one, feel a lot better, yet my poor mother can’t decide how she feels about this. She had it in her mind the whole time, that, “Probably not cancer, probably not cancer, probably not cancer, probably not can- Oh, it’s not cancerous? Well, we knew that.” So she’s kinda stuck right now.
Me, though, I’m pretty jazzed about this news, because, in contrast to my mother’s “Probably not cancer,” voice, mine was whispering “Sure, probably not, but it might be,” because those are the sort of games my (not cancer-stricken) brain likes to play with itself. Whee, thanks, Sean.
But no more! Now I get to mentally dance around my tumor, flipping the bird with both hands and singing my little mocking mantras, “Ha ha! You aren’t cancer-ous! Ha ha! You aren’t cancer-ous! Ha ha!”
So what does all this mean, in terms of treatment? No clue yet. It isn’t a cancerous tumor, as I’ve said quite a few times already, but as far as I know I might still need radiation to get rid of it. After all, it is in my brain, and that organ tends to be particularly touchy when it comes to scalpels. But, I have an appointment on the 11th to have a chat with my doc about my next steps, so more info on all that is forthcoming, I promise.
Also, before I forget, I wanted to apologize for the quality, or complete lack thereof, of my last post. I’d love to use the “I was out of it, due to my, like, drugs” excuse, but that only goes so far and just, ugh. I’m sorry about that.
However, the sentiment to that post still stands. I’m happy to answer any inquiries that might be made as to my condition, treatment, recovery, any of that blarney that people want to hear about.
Thank you again for your continued support, and depending on who/where you are, I might just see you around! The dungeon masters are finally letting me face the real world again!
Love ya’ll! And hopefully, I’ll get to say it to your face before too long!
Most sincerely (and sin-cancer-ly!),
Your Favorite S. O’B.
So glad to hear that Sean. I also had some scary moments this week and found out some good news as well. YEA!
Wow Sean, I’m so relieved, and I don’t even know you IRL. I do know your dad from when I was a kid. I didn’t notice anything wrong with your last post. You’re a capable writer. I’m a published writer…. Art magazines and books/blogs for art related companies, and I have to say that your posts are at a professional level, and I enjoy your casual voice.
Prayers will still be coming your way. Thanks for taking the time to let everyone know what’s going on inside that head… Sin cancer ;-)…. Sincerely means without wax… But I think you know that, eh?
Hope you’re feeling a bit better. Take care, Lori… If you don’t know who I am, ask your dad… Or paternal grandparents.
Thank God someone caught that joke, regarding the sin-, otherwise I’d have felt rather silly.
HUGS!!!!
Fantastic news Sean..soooo glad to read this..I hope treatment is quick and painfree for you so that you can get back to your routine. Hoping to see all of you at the Holiday party at karate on Saturday
Sean I am so glad to hear that everything is ok. I have never followed your blog, and I plan to start following it now since I laughed pretty hard at some of your jokes. I read your optimism and its inspiring. Hang in there bud, and I look forward to your arrival back at Bonaventure. Let’s just say that my end of the hall way, towards the main door, has been very quiet and its lacking some pizazz. Hope to see you soon!!
Yeah!! Heard you were at the concert the other night…sorry to have missed you. Also – stop telling Molly horrible English stories!!
But they’re my favorite English stories to tell!!
I am so glad to hear your news Sean! I understand your Mom’s dilemma, and yours as well. The brain is a wonderfully complicated organ, said the anatomy teacher! Keep the positive thoughts going and we will all keep the prayers coming!