Monday is not such a bad day...

That's right, Monday is not such a bad day.

I had my 5 week re-visit with the ENT surgeon who performed by second neck dissection in late March and was told that I was healing "fantastically" and that my tongue (site of the primary tumor) and throat were clean, clear and normal in all respects, and she said again "No Evidence of Disease".

I had anticipated a good report, after all I've been feeling increasingly better, taste is coming back, saliva and I've started my normal exercise routine, walking 4 miles a day in a little more than an hour.  The walk is a bit of a challenge at present, I have to make sure to bring a water bottle, slather up with the million SPF sun block that my wife picked up, and wear a full brim hat, but I'll put up with it to be a little more normal.

A big difference from a year ago, hospitalized with a post chemo infection, critically low blood glucose levels, visual disturbances, a temp of 101, no wonder my wife though she was going to lose me that day.

A lot of recent posts have shared the challenges that so many of our family face every day and while I feel a little guilty feeling so much better, perhaps we can look at this as the rainbow that comes out after a strong storm. 

Here's wishing everyone an easy trip through the hell that treatments are, a speedy recovery, and a return to normal life sooner than later.

Peter :-)