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Hey, so, my dear friend George had surgery last week to remove the recurrent cancer on his tongue. The preliminary word is that they got it all, and he might not even need chemo or more radiation. The initial news was so bleak that I'm having a hard time trusting this new potential reality, but I really really hope it's true. I've been worried sick about him for weeks. Sometimes working in the cancer field is a disadvantage--I have a tendency to expect the worst case scenario, since it's the horror stories that stick in your mind when you do the kind of work I do.
But, HOORAY! Maybe this is IT! Maybe the cancer is GONE FOR GOOD!
I sure hope so. He's freaking 37 years old. When he was first diagnosed, he had extensive surgery and a brutal course of radiation that he still has nasty side effects from. The cancer has been gone for 4 years. He had about a 25% chance of making it this far, and he's done it. And he is a bright light, a wonderful person, who has a lot to give this world before he is through. And I love him.
But, HOORAY! Maybe this is IT! Maybe the cancer is GONE FOR GOOD!
I sure hope so. He's freaking 37 years old. When he was first diagnosed, he had extensive surgery and a brutal course of radiation that he still has nasty side effects from. The cancer has been gone for 4 years. He had about a 25% chance of making it this far, and he's done it. And he is a bright light, a wonderful person, who has a lot to give this world before he is through. And I love him.
