ding – and the winner is…Posted: February 17, 2012
Uncertain, but I claim round one on points. I was in the depths of despair, the highest highs, but stayed with the plan:
Make decisions quickly and aggressively after reviewing the facts. Assume that I was cured and healed at each junction of waiting, Proceed pragmatically through the steps.
The last scan completed, my body dissected electronically and magically reassembled on the computer screen. It shows dark where expected, and no outliers, tumors, unexpected danger.
Once home, I popped a synthroid ( replacement thyroid hormone ) and within an hour my swollen, sore tongue,is quick and nimble.
I am left with the scar, that angry four inch curve at the base of my neck. Unlike all my other scars which make me laugh, for they boast of strength or recklessness, this one labels me tainted.
Perhaps someday it will label me a survivor.