Ok, where to begin?
About a week or so ago, I could feel a hard lump on the left side of my belly. This past Saturday, I felt a second lump, so I went to the emergency room. I had a CT scan of my abdomen. Turns out I have a tumor. A big one.
How big, you ask? Imagine, if you will, a tumor the size of a baby. We’ll call him Harry. Harry the Tumor Baby has two little eyes to see with, and a cute little mouth with which to speak.
Imagine if you will, little Harry the Tumor Baby turns over while taking a nap, opens his eyes, sees MY tumor, and yells, “God-damn! That’s a big tumor!”
That’s how big my tumor is.
The doctor says it measures 22cm by 25cm by 12 cm. A cantaloupe, he called it.
Since I have virtually no symptoms other than anemia, the doctors let me go, and we’ll do this on an outpatient basis. I’ll have a needle biopsy tomorrow, and should have the results by Wednesday the 22nd. What we do next depends on the results of the biopsy.
There’s good news and bad news about the tumor, so right now I think I’m 50/50 between coming out of this ok, and being fucked.
I’ll keep everybody posted.
P.S. Because Evo’s a genius, we have named the tumor Kuato.
Joe Joe Joe. Good vibes, happy thoughts, and keep us posted.
Last May they found I had a tumor and I was scared shit! They took 8lbs of tumor out of me and luckily no cancer. The good news – When I got out of the hospital I had lost 15lbs with out doing a thing!! So see theres a silver lining in everything.
Keep the positive attitude – it helps!
Joe,
read Mur’s LJ and led me to yours, so sorry, i really hope you beat this thing, cause you are a kick ass mystic ninja and have amazing geekfu. i’ll keep you in my thoughts.
otherwise, happy thanksgiving – make the best of it!
+systris+
Gee whiz Joe. That sucks. I will prey for you ….
Get it? “prEy”? You see, it’s a play on words. I said pray, but with an ‘E’ instead of an ‘A’ making it sound like I am a hunter or something …
Why is it so quiet in here. Boy, this is awkward.
OK, exceptionally bad jokes aside, I really do hope it goes well for ya Joe.
Hey Joe,
Seriously, best of luck with this.
And, if it does turn out to be a psychic partially absorbed brother, maybe a trip to Vegas would be in line before you have it removed…
Joe has a tumor… fuck… how the fucking fuck does that shit happen… I will pray for you (which does’t come along side fuckity fuck, I know)… damn… you just don’t seem like the tumor type… which means that you will beat the living hell out of little kuato… the little bastard is gonna burn in hell before he takes one of my favorite voices away… You guys make me laugh when I am too numb to laugh… I fall asleep listening to you guys practically every night because I can’t take the silence… So you see, He can’t take you yet because you finaly started talking more… So say we all, brother.
Joe,
I’m not good at checking out this site, so it wasn’t until I got caught up this morning on the Deadpan that I heard. It’s great to know that you’ve kept up your humor. I’ll admit it took a minute for the Kuato reference to sink it, but once it did, I laughed my ass off!
Anyway, best of luck. I know you’ll be fine.
Best of luck Joe.
Oh man, Joe! That’s rough. I just saw this after getting back into town. Bad news at what is supposed to be a good time of year.
I wish you all the best, Joe. Keep us posted and remember you have thousands of people pulling for you.
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