If you only do one thing today, it should be watching these videos…

Pat is in the Handsome Mens Club.

Also, when did everyone get old?

Oh Papa Rossi!

Another day, another appointment at the Cancer Clinic, another extension to this whole process.

Every time I think its the end I go to the appointment thinking its all over and there is no need to have anyone come with me because it will be fine. Then I go, by myself, and get told its not the end. I’m not going to lie, I was expecting this. Expecting this because that’s just how things go for me. Not one surgery but two, not one treatment but two.

The Radioactive Iodine treatment went well. The follow up scan showed two spots, one on the side of my neck and one in the back, that were glowing indicating they had taken up quite a bit of radioactive iodine, meaning the spots contained Cancerous cells. But the fact that they were glowing basically meant they the cells were killed.

The weird part is that I went for a blood test after my treatment and certain levels came back higher then normal, which doesn’t make any sense and the doctors don’t know what to make of it. They don’t thinks its anything serious, but they don’t know what it means. The course of action they are taking is to monitor my blood over the next 4 months and see if the levels level out or not. If they don’t then I will most likely have to go for another dose of Radioactive Iodine sometime in the Spring.

For the love of Jesus, isolation AGAIN!?

All those years of wishing I lived under a rock by myself are coming to fruition.

After hearing of the news I was of course disappointed because I was really hoping this was the end of it all, but I realized, there probably is never going to be an end. I will always get tested, I will always have to go back for more things, and if anything looks funny, I will have to be Radioactive again. I guess part of me is alarmed by the news, but to be honest, if it really was anything serious, I would be in there next week getting it done, not 5 months from now.

So, in the wise words of Todd Bertuzzi, it is what it is. There is no sense in sitting her in a pile of depression wondering ‘Why me?’ It is what it is, and its obviously just something I’ve got to go through. So onward and upward.

I’m sure 24 years of negativity hasn’t helped the situation.

Because Claudia sends me stuff like this all day long. Hahahaha.

Dario, I think I have proven my skills here.

Need anybody to work weekends?