Sunday, July 1, 2007

Free! Free at Last!

Woke up this morning, took a shower and had breakfast with Dana at the dining room table. It was a lot different from hearing a knock at the basement door with scurrying feet going back up the stairs - and opening the door to find your meal waiting for you on the floor.

After 4-days of solitude in the basement, I was ready for some new scenery.

Once again, all the water-soluble radioiodine in my body should be long gone. The caution now is; just in case there is a mass of cancerous thyroid cells somewhere in my body, they would now be slightly radioactive - which is bad and good news at the same time. The bad news would be that the cancer would be somewhere where we don't want it to be. The good news is no matter where those cells are, they are hungry for radioactive iodine, which ultimately kills the cells. Actually Monty (Let's Make a Deal is always on during my morning doctor visits), I will take Door #1: No cancer anywhere else, meaning no radioactivity.

Went to the ballpark this afternoon and hung out with Dana in the concession stand for a while. While I actually have a pretty good voice most days, I always loose my voice at the ballpark because it is so loud. When I have to elevate the volume of my voice, it goes out. I'm sure most people there do not think I am getting any better from judging my voice.

Another thing was that my scar was nice and pink today, standing out pretty well. I think I scared a couple kids who walked-up to the concession stand window. Being down low, they had a pretty good view of the old 10" neck scar. When I asked them if I could help them (in a pretty scary voice), I got a few "deer in the headlights" looks - open, but speechless mouth and wide eyes fixed on the scar. I threw a couple of them off their game, but all managed to get their orders in. Gravel voice and hideous scar combined with a nice smile evidently equates to "Herman Munster" scary. No one cried and maybe there won't be any nightmares.

Tomorrow, after work, I am shopping for some collared shirts.

Jeff

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