Well, given the discussions going on, I have a confession. I was feeling like crap for a while and then found a hard, painless lump on my neck. That was 8 weeks ago today. Tests, scans, more tests. Then biopsies...and more lumps. The final report is not in yet but the preliminary diagnosis is papillary thyroid cancer, stage 4.
There's some good news with this. I gave up smoking to avoid dying of lung cancer. My lungs look great. While there is no such thing as good cancer, if that were possible, this one is the one. I've asked to have my case moved to The City of Hope, they are an all cancer hospital, with fantastic stats. I'll have surgery then a few weeks later, I will swallow a dose of radiation, be put into isolation until geiger counter says I'm safe to be around. (usually 5 to 7 days) In theory, that's enough to kill off any remaining cancer. Btw, I've named my lumps and assigned them a theme song...Radiohead's Creep.

They are creeps and they damn sure don't belong there!
No sympathy required. It's just another bump in this thing called life. I plan on becoming an expert at stealth vaping, cancer hospitals frown on all things nicotine. One good thing is they have wi-fi, so my tablet will go with me. I think they'll have my files by sometime next week and it looks like the surgery will be around the holidays. Can't think of a better gift than to get rid of these damn lumps and every last cancer cell.
No matter what, illness, no illness, I think we should all spend more time with those we love. At the end of the day, that's really what matters.