29 March 2019.
I was nearly Spider-man.
OK kids, I've been diagnosed with cancer at the base of the tongue in my throat. Not a good thing, but every medico I've spoken to has been extremely positive and told me it is totally curable with treatment.
I'm not shopping for sympathy, but I'm not much of a talker about private stuff (much to Suzanne's dismay) so I'm writing this the keep family and friends up to date, and save you all a bunch of phone calls and emails. Maybe this will also help out someone who might go through the same thing somewhere down the track. It's always good to get the story from the horse's mouth, even if his tongue is a bit munted. 😃
I was devastated today!
I found the perfect Huntsman Spider to take in and get radiated for my Spider-man plan, but he was just to quick for me so couldn't catch him.
Sister Jenny did the driving duties again today which takes a huge load off Suzanne, but loads it onto Jenny because it's about a four hour round trip for her. Thanks again Jen. Oh, and of course she bought me some more chicken noodle soup which is what I'm surviving on at the moment.
We dropped Suzanne in town so she could spend a day and night with her painty friends at the Australian Body Art Awards. Suzanne was booked in as an instructor for this weekend, but pulled out to look after me. I almost had to force her to have a day off and run amok with her friends, some of whom she only sees every couple of years. I hope she relaxed, didn't cry much, and had a good time.
I was nearly Spider-man.
OK kids, I've been diagnosed with cancer at the base of the tongue in my throat. Not a good thing, but every medico I've spoken to has been extremely positive and told me it is totally curable with treatment.
I'm not shopping for sympathy, but I'm not much of a talker about private stuff (much to Suzanne's dismay) so I'm writing this the keep family and friends up to date, and save you all a bunch of phone calls and emails. Maybe this will also help out someone who might go through the same thing somewhere down the track. It's always good to get the story from the horse's mouth, even if his tongue is a bit munted. 😃
I was devastated today!
I found the perfect Huntsman Spider to take in and get radiated for my Spider-man plan, but he was just to quick for me so couldn't catch him.
Sister Jenny did the driving duties again today which takes a huge load off Suzanne, but loads it onto Jenny because it's about a four hour round trip for her. Thanks again Jen. Oh, and of course she bought me some more chicken noodle soup which is what I'm surviving on at the moment.
We dropped Suzanne in town so she could spend a day and night with her painty friends at the Australian Body Art Awards. Suzanne was booked in as an instructor for this weekend, but pulled out to look after me. I almost had to force her to have a day off and run amok with her friends, some of whom she only sees every couple of years. I hope she relaxed, didn't cry much, and had a good time.
Suzanne (Artist), Carysse (Model), and Maria (Organiser)
Suzanne cleaned up the brush and sponge category
at the last ABAA in 2016.
Radiation was another doddle today, so it was a quick trip.
I don't think I've ever loved weekend like I do right now, and I love my weekends. Two days away from the driving and the hospital feels sooooo good.
See you next week.
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