Telling People

So, this telling people gig isn't easy. I mean, who do I tell? I don't have much information. Yeah, I have cancer, not sure if it's spread, and I need to have surgery - sometime in the near future.

So, outside of the immediate family, I told a couple of close friends and of course my supervisors at work. Deb's family knows - I mean, after all, she is a PA system... but that's okay - I didn't have to deal with telling them. Thanks Deb! Maybe I can get her to tell everyone because I don't want to deal with it... wonder if that would work?

Everyone has been very supportive. Everyone. Everyone is going to have me in their prayers too - which is good, because I don't pray (well, I better now, huh?). And I always say - positive thoughts yield positive results. It's my mantra. It's true, it works.

The one thing that most people have said, which is kind of funny, but they're just trying to put me at ease. "Don't worry about {fill in the blank}, you just concentrate on getting healthy!" Work, Scouts, whatever... It's just interesting that it's always the exact same wording. The other thing is "Don't worry, you'll be fine." Well, I'm not worried - concerned, sure, but I don't worry about stuff. I just want answers - NOW! Then I want a game plan to attack this shit that has invaded my temple! {you know, "my body, my temple"} Yeah, well, this temple isn't giving in to some freaked out cells!

I'm getting better at telling people. The biggest reason I tell people is to warn them that if it can happen to me at my age, it can happen to you! I finally emailed my cousins - 5 days after finding out. I just wasn't sure whether to tell them before I found out all the answers... Deb urged me to tell them. I tell everyone about my parents health and what's going on with them. Why wait to tell them something of this significance? I didn't want to do a million updates... Well, Deb reminded me about Nicola's updates about Uncle Jim. So, I sat down and sent out an email too all my cousins. Look out, guess what we have to deal with. The kick in the ass is, I'm the youngest 1st cousin on the Roberts side and nearly the youngest on the Baird side (Andrew is two years younger even though he's nearly bald and I'm not). {snicker, sorry Andy!} So, all the old farts need to make sure they get checked!

So today, I thought that maybe a blog would be the way to go. That way, if you want to know what's going on, just check it out. So, I won't be bugging people with my mass emailings.

And here we are... a blog is born. Oh, I see I skipped a few things ... like news from Tuesday.

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