Tired. Jeez. In another dr's office waiting room for final opinion. Stanford tomorrow for an EUS (endoscopy ultrasound with fine needle aspiration) to put gold fronts on Toomie, so they know exactly where to blast him in his stupid eyeless mass of a face when they give me the Dr. Bruce Banner juice. Note: David is the TV Hulk, whereas Bruce is the canonical comic book Hulk. I'm going to alternate between the two.
Had a splendid realization while sitting here next to my father-in-law and wife: love is when your family takes time out of their day to shuffle you to doctor's appointments and answer chemo-radiation phone calls on your behalf all the while getting your back with spoken and silent support. Thanks guys. Love you.
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