It looks like surgery is a go: I shall have my girlie bits out before year's end. The way I understand it is they'll make some small abdominal incisions and shop vacc all the parts out.
Okay, maybe that's an over-simplification.
Anyhow, I am disappointed to hear that I might have to spend the night in the hospital. You all know how I relished my last stay.
But I assure you I am quite happy with this decision. I am going to do everything I can to keep this cancer beastie at bay. If it gets me, it gets me. At least I won't wonder about things I failed to do and whether they'd have changed the outcome.
I find this thought rather cheery. I think you should, too.
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