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Between a Shrug and a Radio Interview

A while I wrote about my health. Talking about my health makes me feel that much older. Does that make sense?

Anyway. The updates–for those of you aging along with me–are as follows:

The incision from surgery is still healing. 92% closed according to the computer. Fancy stuff computers tell us these days. Imagine what they’re going to know in 100 years.

I still don’t have any verdict on my heart condition, but the echo is scheduled for this week. The best thing about echocardiograms is that they don’t require any puncturing. Echocardiogram…sounds like an instagram from your heart that keeps repeating itself.

The oncologist thinks cancer is also in the other breast. So, things should get more interesting.

This morning a nurse told me how she had a bilateral mastectomy and felt just fine. Two pain pills and she was ready to go on with life. Ten minutes later I’m in my car listening to a woman on the radio talk about the debilitating pain of her mastectomy. So…somewhere between a shrug and worthy of a radio interview…

Hope your health is treating you well.

Keep writing.

5 thoughts on “Between a Shrug and a Radio Interview

  1. Thanks so much for the update… As with any ongoing health problem(s), it probably feels like you’re repeatedly whining about your lot in life. But it doesn’t come through like that, not at all. Words really are your friend.

    Isn’t there an ancient curse which simply says, “May you live in interesting times”?

    • It is difficult to know how much/how often to share. I don’t want to whine (except when I do), and I don’t want to bother people or focus on the negative. But this really is taking over my life.

      Your curse reminds me of a line I came across this morning. “Every hour wounds. The last one kills.” Thank you, Neil Gaiman.

    • Thank you, Brianna. Part of me feels like I may be making a mountain out of a molehill. Another part of me feels like freaking out. I hope I manage somewhere in the middle.

      • You have every right to freak out. I know I would. I have freaked out over much less, although I am trying to be better about that. But when it comes to your health and things are up in the air…

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