Woohoo! Have moved to the happy point where, despite groping me like a teenage boy at a drive-in, my oncologist can’t actually FIND Tumor-Bob.
HER: Sorry for the pressure…sorry…is that…no…uh… Can YOU find it?
ME: Oh, I lost track of him weeks ago.
HER: Sorry for the pressure…sorry…is that…no…uh… Can YOU find it?
ME: Oh, I lost track of him weeks ago.
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Truly we live in an age of medical wonders.
Are they still going to zap Tumor-Bob's remnants and/or get out the melon baller?
Amazing if they can do the job with just chemo.
Hoping surgery is a quick nothingburger and that zapping goes smoothly!
I still think it's a shame that you couldn't take him home in a specimen jar, though.
*adds googly eyes*
*puts in jar with a little suitcase*
Congratulations on the great news!