Wednesday, 21 October 2009

CANCER

dja know, I never really swear in these blogs -- family audience and all ..

but seriously






FUCK, FUCK, FUCKITY FUCK



I was SO sure I was ok --- so sure, and SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO wrong.

Anyrate - lance wasn't the only one who could cycle up hills with mets on his lungs .. I have mets on my lungs, one on either side. Neat, symmetrical and seriously bad news.

And a "mini-muffin" sized tumour on my bowel has already been chopped out .. so I can hardly walk atm, never mind get on my bike.

The good news is my surgeon said I was a "dream to operate on" (great muscle tone, low resting pulse, low blood pressure etc) so the fitness regime has certainly helped.

In the back on my mind this 66% possibility of dealing with secondaries was always part of what the whole fitness thing was about ..


but still




FUCK FUCK FUCKITY FUCK, eh?

1 comment:

Rachel said...

Yeah...FUCKITY FUCK indeed. Bastard fucking cancer. :(