15: A Slice of Bacon and a Fried Egg
< Previous | Next > As I have previously averred, cancer does not play by the rules that we have assigned to it. Most people, me included, are wilfully blind to how a cancer diagnoses plays out. Frankly, we avoid it like the plague, cancer is scary and can be avoided, especially by the male of the species, by taking ones head and burying it firmly in the sand. We are like a small child hiding under the bedsheets, if I can't see the monster then the monster can't see me. It is six months, almost to the day since that first Spanish radiologist, or possibly sonographer, did the ultrasound on my neck and frightened the life out of me by saying, "Ah, yes, you have a lump on your lymph node". Well to be fair, he actually scared me much more by saying, "I'll need to stick a needle in this". Things have gone rapidly downhill ever since, although, re-reading my first blog I was moaning somewhat persistently about being overweight, this, it turns out, i...