THE UNWANTED HOUSEGUEST
Tuesday, June 02, 2015
Most of us, if not all, have experienced at one time or another, an unwanted houseguest, who challenged us at the deepest core of our hospitable and friendly nature. We have to clean up after their dreadful untidiness, such as constantly wiping away their toothpaste splatter on the bathroom vanity mirror or picking up dirty dishes in the living room. The list can go on and on.
As for Me and My House (freely taken from a 1941 novel and a 2008 American Sitcom), I consider cancer to be akin to an unwanted houseguest. I can do everything to keep my body or house clean, but there is always a possibility for cancer to arrive unannounced, just like an unwanted houseguest.
With the above amusing analogy between cancer and an unwanted houseguest, I have to undergo surgery tomorrow at Virginia Hospital Center. The procedure is more of a preventative measure than anything else (mentioned in a previous blog, “The Fight Continues", May 13, 2015). At this time, the oncologist and surgeon are not saying it’s cancer, but have cautioned and reminded me that I am still quite vulnerable at this stage in my fight against cancer.
So, there you have it. I’m allowing the medical team to do everything they can to prevent another unwanted houseguest to come unannounced.
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