I
went to the hospital with mummy yesterday. The oncololodist did an ultrasound of
my tummy and took some blood. The blood results came in today and were good.
The calcium was good and the white blood cells were good. The calcium will go
up when the tumour comes back and the white blood cells will go down when I had
too much chemo. And yeah, she checked out my ass as well. She couldn’t feel
anything. That was good. 
Then
we did the judo thing again. Mum and the loncodomenist put me on the table,
shaved my tummy and had a good look on the screen. The lonkomedician said she
saw a small swollen lymph node in my tummy, quite close to the major artery. It
isn’t big, about 1 centimetre, but it is almost certainly cancer and it will
get bigger. She wasn’t sure whether they can remove if it is so close to the
artery so she checked with the close-to-the-artery-lymph-node-removal-doctor
and he said there would be no problem removing it. Anyway, if during an
operation, they come across a really dangerous problem, mum and dad can decide
on the spot whether they want to take the risk or not.
The
loncomodist said she would prefer to have it removed ASAP while I am still in
good condition. She wasn’t sure how mum and dad felt about these oncoming
problems and maybe some smaller operations, but the cost would be considerably
smaller than my big operation and during the operation recovery time, I don’t
need chemo, so it compensates a bit. Mum discussed with dad and they prefer to
keep me in good condition so I can enjoy life and recover fast. The lymph node
will be removed soon! So everything is looking relatively positive. The only
thing going downhill at the moment is mum and dad’s bank account.
But
first, we go on holiday to the Ardennes. Mum booked a cabin on the river bank just
for me. All we are going to do for a week is walk, swim, sleep, chew and
cuddle!
Did
you hear that? Walk, swim, sleep, chew and cuddle!
Take that, you stupid
cancer!
