No chemo! He is very glad about this because, well, chemo sucks. He is having heart palpitations and has to up the medication they gave him in the hospital. The doctor said this is actually pretty common after this surgery. It could resolve itself or he could have to take medication for the rest of his life. Big Guy said he isn't thrilled to have another specialist. I told him it was better than an undertaker. That pretty much shut him up.
There is also some kind of special bronchoscopy they can do on the left lung to see if there is anything suspicious. Then they use a laser to zap it somehow. I don't really know the details. I didn't go with him. Our pastor drove him out so I wouldn't have to miss another day of work. Kind of sucks that we are at the point where missing one day could actually break us.
I tend to be less optimistic than some other people. I wouldn't say I am an outright pessimist, more of a realist. I have to say, and I'll only be saying it here, I'm still pretty freaked about these precancer cells and this heart palpitation. The last few years have been pretty damn rough and I really just want everything to be ok. We do have so much to be thankful for and I am not ignoring that; I'm just worried. Anyway, let's keep that between us.
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I'm a worrier too - and also tend to be more pessimistic as well.
I think if you are more pessimistic then life's curveballs don't bring you down as bad. Because situations NEVER turn out as bad as I imagined them to be...so I'm always pleasantly surprised at how things turn out.
Worrying is normal. I tend to be the person that worries about all the little stuff but can handle the big things. Laundry, whiny kids and groceries can make me go over the edge but baby in the NICU? Then I get calm and deal. It's weird.
I look at it like a weird superpower. I will worry about all the little stuff but if you need me for something big? I'll be standing up to help you.
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