My One Up

I miss running. I used to love the way I felt after a run, how de-stressed I felt and how the whole thing was a mental game when you boiled it down.
Tammer has been training for a marathon and is experiencing some severe burnout. It's no fun for her, I know. And I've been there. Today she was venting about it, and when she finished she just looked at me, waiting for a response. I smiled and said, "I have cancer."
She just said, "F**k." and left, coming back an hour later, all hot and sweaty. She goes, "Thanks, that was very motivating. I just did 7 miles." It made me laugh. This cancer thing is getting me out of alot of situations lately, and I got free ice cream for it the other day. :)

1st check-up & Report (w/GROSS pic)

Went to the dr. today, and Dr. Bietch and Jody were looking lovely as always.

They took the dressing off the foot for a first view at the graft, and whoo, doggy! that mo fo was swollen and infected. Ick! Take a look at this pic (gruesome, huh, I warn you!)

The two lymph nodes removed were tested and one came back positive for melanoma. This means I've been bumped up to a stage III. I guess I could be stressed about this, but to be honest with you, I'm not really upset about it. I'm convinced that it's all gravy in the navy. Wierd, I know, but true, this calm that's moved over me recently. Because mark my words, everything is going to be okay.

See intro page to MissMelanoma.com for reasons why. ;)

First Surgery

We interrupt this broadcast for some late breaking news:

First surgery was today, removed two lymph nodes from my inner thigh (right near the goods) and did a skin graft from the toe (and a 2 cm radius around it.) Not much more to say about this, kids, except the sh*t hurts. Only takes about 2 days to get over, though, so I'm straight. More info and pics coming up next week during 1st check up.

Film at 11.