Labs are back, the IV is gone, I can have Jello and broth for breakfast and finally wash my hair. Anything to distract me from the waiting game…waiting for the pathology results on the tumors discovered during the not-so-routine surgery. Diet can advance slowly as tolerated and I can be discharged. Cover my stomach in Press and Seal wrap to shower because my skin is covered in steri-strip sutures. I can never get it to adhere properly. Nine new umber scars. Mental joke-there go my bikini days. Finally the pathology report is available. The tumor removed from my stomach is benign but that little tiny satellite is troublesome. It’s spinning around and the cells are duplicating and maybe some are flying out into other areas of my body. So I need another doctor to see me. A specialist with a scary title: oncologist.


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