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You didn't specify the size of the bottle, or the method of consumption.

Rice milk

I almost impulse bought this game once.

Now I'm so fucking glad I didn't give the tagnut my money.

It's all good, CE's resident entomologist and good person.

In her words, and quite consistent with her usually unbelievably strong and pragmatic way,

"It is what it is".

Meanwhile, I've had to properly grow a backbone for the first time in my life, so as to be properly supportive.

This was always one of my favourite songs. Even before Stranger Things sparked the revival of interest. Now it has a much shittier poignancy to it, and I hate it.

The surgeon was a lying asshole, or an ignorant dipshit. The latter's more likely since it's a rare cancer. He told us it's all done and dusted. It isn't.

He neglected to tell us that it'd reached the lymph nodes and was actually in the "this is actually very concerning and deserves regular monitoring that it didn't get to stage 4" as opposed to the "oh, we'll check every few years, but you're cured" he told us.

Also, rather than being "a weird lightning bolt cancer", once this type of cancer happens once it's likely to reoccur, often quite aggressively.

My wife's absolutely terrified she won't be alive when our kids are adults, and that they won't remember her. It's absolutely breaking my heart and I would quite happily die tomorrow if it meant she had a full life with them without that fear.

Also, 80/80

R1masher posted...

Hmm, on a cracker for months

It was a different cracker each day, but it was a tiny sliver of the same truffle.

I ended up eating all the truffle brie. It was a nice brie, but not very truffly. Truffle treachery!

I remember being really excited when I was 7 and got a black truffle in oil for my birthday.

I had a tiny sliver on a cracker each day for months.

Waddlez posted...

Nacho cheese

Wrong, is my cheese.

Jesus tapdancing Christ. If it wasn't creepy before, it is now.

What a rip-off!

Error1355 posted...

I agree with 'fuck cancer'. I've seen too many lives ruined over it.

I'm glad it sounds like you guys caught it early and hopefully it's smooth sailing from here.

Honestly nothing but the best of luck to you guys.

Thank you. Its been a weird year.

Just before Christmas my mother in law was diagnosed with an equally unusual, but much more advanced cancer. Shes now doing well, as well.

My wifes was discovered a few days of 10 years from when my dad found out he had terminal cancer. So that added a certain spin to things.

Her surgeon confirmed shell probably be discharged on Monday, shes progressing so well.

My wifes gonna be staying with her parents on account of no kids and far fewer stairs. So its still gonna be 4 weeks of single dadding it, but so far the kids have been great, and all the nervous energy Ive had over the last two days means the house is cleaner than its been for ages.

The_X_Dawg posted...

How was the cancer initially discovered?

Completely by accident, on a routine endoscopy.

The gastroenterologist got to the ileum, realised he could peek further than they usually can, so he did.

Bam. Found a neuroendocrine tumour.

Thankfully, it was fairly small and looks like it hasnt reached any of the really scary stages.

It was basically a mixture of pure curiosity and professional integrity on the part of the gastroenterologist.

He is a good man, and thorough.

Thank you, all!

Shes been switched from the morphine button to endone tabs, apparently shes not in as much pain as she could be. That said, shes tough as fuck and can withstand things that would make a navy seal cry. Its incredible, actually.

The physiotherapist came around to start teaching her how to walk and get up without tearing her internal stitches and shes had a bit of a walk.

Might be able to visit her tonight

Ryven posted...

What kind of cancer?

One that was thankfully caught before it could spread, but would still require fairly serious surgery to remove.

The PET scan didnt show it in any lymph nodes and no secondaries. So fingers and toes well and truly fucking crossed.

g0ldie posted...

that's good, that the surgeon is optimistic.

I'm hoping for the best for her.

Yeah. He is absolutely the best surgeon she could have had.

Its basically just shit luck weve got to worry about from here, but then, shit luck got us here in the first place.
Error1355 posted...

Hope the recovery goes fast and smoothly for you guys.

Thank you, your concern is really appreciated

The surgeon called me basically straight after. Hes optimistic.

Spoke to my wife a few hours after that, she was still pretty groggy from the anaesthetic.

My wife will basically be in ICU for a day or two and then a ward for about a week.

The kids are a bit discombobulated, moreso my eldest who has more of an idea of whats up.

So far theyve had ice cream for afternoon tea and dessert, and we played Smash Bros for an hour after I picked up my eldest from school today.

Rappers wear bling cause they wanna feel pretty

Priere posted...

Just an FYI, the guy you are responding to legit hates kids and constantly brings that fact up for some reason.

What a strange thing to waste your time on.

Foppe posted...

I hope it goes well for her.

eggcorn posted...

https://gamefaqs.gamespot.com/a/user_image/3/6/5/AAcTOIAADhL9.jpg

(& g0ldie)

Thank you!

Are they wrong, though?

Lonestar2000 posted...

Having kids sounds like absolute hell.

Having kids is actually great, but they are a hell of a lot of work sometimes.

Its absolutely amazing to watch their personalities develop as they get older.

They drive me absolutely nuts sometimes, but I wouldnt give up being a dad for anything.

So my wife had a PET scan booked for today.

Only, they entered her details into the system incorrectly when she called *and* hadnt actually booked the appointment properly.

My wifes cancer surgery is slated for Friday.

Best case scenario, shell be out of action for 6 weeks (more if they cant keyhole it), so shell be recovering at her parents.

Our kids are great, but theyre still young and dont understand dont jump on mum or no, mum cant get up and prepare the 513th snack of the day for you.

[Test: Selena Gomez is looking kind of fat]

Jagr_68 posted...

He keeps embarrassing himself putting his personal shit out in the open every. single. time.

GET MY PERSONAL STYLIST'S NAME OUTTA YO FUCKIN MOUTH!

I guess, basically this is definitely one of those moments where I would quite happily trade clever for normal, and fragile for resilience.

I've honestly tried so many things to make myself more resilient, and to CBT myself out of anxiety and depression. I've tried medication, and that has given me the most consistent results. Sometimes I wonder if I'm just fundamentally flawed.

I have kids, so you can be damn sure I won't allow any of my weakness to affect them. I have responsibilities, and I'm not going to wilt when they'll need me. But sometimes I just feel so fucking brittle.

I'm supposed to be a bastion of strength, but at best all I could be is a tutor of camouflage. I just feel like my wife deserves someone better than me, right now. Externally, I try to be that bastion. It's like, yeah, whatever you need, I'm here. I will always be here. Whatever you need.

My wife goes into cancer surgery next week.

I'm just feeling... I don't know if it's that old impostor syndrome making itself felt in a big fucking way and its been biding its time, but fuck if I don't feel like I'm some spun sugar design that's been left out in the rain.

No, no Macarthur Park. Bad dog, down.

Now, I actually need to be strong and a source of support for multiple people. Alas, at the crux I discover that not only am I as brittle as honeycomb, I'm also at a loss for words. Just another stuttery-cluttery shithead.

Basically, I'm of less use than a chocolate phallus. That, would at least fulfil someone's calorific requirements.

That too, I guess

You know how I know youre lying?

I mean, Im still on my anti-anxiety meds which make me want to gorge on sugar and carbs.

So thats fun.

I dont actually think Ill start getting all ano again because I just want to gorge myself like a pig.

Its been a baseline of physiological anxiety symptoms for a few weeks and I objectively know thats what is causing it all, and I cant up my meds because then Im just a brainless moron.

So Im left hating myself for eating shit like a pig, but without the willpower to stop myself, and going off my meds is not an option. At all.

PatrickMahomes posted...

sounds like that's good news at least.

keep it as cautious optimism though -- cancer is a bitch.

Cautious optimism is my general state of being, lol.

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Yeah, normally gastroenterologists stop at the end of the large intestine and dont bother with the small (ileum I think). He decided to have a quick squiz because he could. On the upside the colectomy will also remove the part of the bowel which is most frequently the site of polyps (which is what she was there to get checked), so yay I guess?

Ok, Im a bit pissed with the gastro-enterologist.

When he called my wife on Friday, he said it was a non well differentiated neuroendocrine tumour. Those are potentially very nasty.

He misspoke. Its a well differentiated neuroendocrine tumour. Those are very slow growing and take a very long time to spread.

Mainly though, Im fucking relieved.

The surgeon booked my wife in for an appointment today at very short notice, he seems exceptionally competent. He still suggests getting it removed ASAP, but its not ridiculously urgent. Hes ordered a few more tests and scans to make sure its isolated, but things are looking a lot bette than they were on Friday.

Yes, there are

WaterLink posted...

Oh shit, I misread it. >_> Sorry about that. But they're optimistic the surgery will be enough? At least it hasn't spread, yall got this. Pulling for yall

As long as there werent any lymph nodes near it, things should be ok. If there are, chemo and radiotherapy may be involved.

Weve discussed it, and while shes prepping for the surgery and afterwards for a few weeks, shell live with her folks so the kids arent too much for her. She was worried about it being to much for me and Im like hon, pretty much my only job is making things as easy as possible for you rn.

Sorry all, this topic is probably going to be blogfaqs for a while as I post my feelings into the void. Ill keep it all contained into here.

We had a heart to heart tonight. It fucking broke mine. She was saying that however this pans out, she doesn't care about her own life, she just doesn't want to have the kids grow up without a mum, and she wants to know who they are as adults. I mean, it's pretty much my exact philosophy on the matter, but that's just in the abstract. To hear it in the potentially practical... yeah.

Her general feelings she's expressed though have just been pragmatism and courage. It's moment like these, even moreso than usual that I realise how amazing my wife is. She can't have balls of steel, so ovaries of steel?

I love my wife's ovaries of steel. She's an inspiration, she really is.

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So I talked with her more about it, and it turns out its completely unrelated to the reason the gastro has her having 3 yearly colonoscopies, which was jagged ended polyps(?). Also she found the post it, non differentiated neuroendocrine tumour.

Its fucked, but also so lucky they caught it. Its in her ileum (I think) at a point its usually hard to get to, and the gastro just decided to have a squiz because he could.

You have my sympathies, mate. The picoprep and gastro prep stuff is horrible. Make sure you buy some really, really soft TP. Better to be safe than sorry though, I have them regularly too.

Gave work the heads-up.

My manager was super supportive. He was like whatever leave you need to take, take it. We can move things around and let the clients know there will be delays. Just lemme know if you just feel like shit mentally and cant face work.

He is a GOAT manager.

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Really dont know, she lost the post- it. There was something about the type of cancer it is potentially releasing hormones. idk to be honest

Allanon23 posted...

This is great news overall then. They caught it quickly enough to where this should be all it takes since it hasn't spread.

Yeah, we are just extremely glad it was found when it was. All indications are that it is still self-contained, so hopefully. Fingers and toes well and truly fucking crossed

So its a non benign cancer.

The gastroenterologist called my wife at work to let her know, hes already lined up an oncologist for her. She wrote down what it was, but lost the post-it note.

non-defined endo something, she thinks it was

Apparently its one of those lightning strike cancers thats just shit luck.

Just looks like the one and its still encapsulated. He thinks surgery will be the way to go and would be almost certainly enough.

karmageddon28 posted...

I'm really sorry to hear that, and I'll be hoping for the best of news to come your way fast.

But in the meantime, I can tell you that now, it's not just you worrying about your wife, we all will be. I'm sure everyone here, even posters that I'll disagree with about every single thing else, are going to be pulling for your wife to be okay.

So now, and I know it doesn't for that much, you have a community of internet weirdos in your corner.

This post gave me the warm and fuzzies. Cheers, mate.

This place is strange, it must be said. Well have bitter, acrimonious feuds that span multiple topics and result in people developing sworn enemies. About things as inconsequential as the pronunciation of gif, but with stuff like this, people are just sweet.

Punished_Blinx posted...

I'm sure she's worried but I know for me I try not to panic and get stressed until I know for sure. May as well wait until it's known if that makes sense? Nothing is gonna change reacting to an unknown. I'm sure she's doing the same.

Hopefully the news is good and it's an easy and quick thing to treat.

That makes perfect sense, thanks.

I think Im going to assume shes just staying calm about things, because theres no point in worrying about it until we know we need to worry.

g0ldie posted...

I'm hoping for the best for her, and that it's benign, if it turns out to be a tumor, or treatable otherwise.

Cheers, mate.

hsvhighlife posted...

she was probably told that it's incredibly treatable at almost every stage

Thats what Im hoping. Ive known a lot of people whove died of bowel cancer, so it still scares the shit out of me.

WaterLink posted...

She's worried, but doesn't want to panic or is trying her best to stay optimistic and strong. Sounds like a pretty normal reaction, I wouldn't think she's withholding anything from you.

Im hoping thats the case. I dont think she is either, but I still worry, you know?

Ivany2008 posted...

Speaking as a recent cancer survivor (luckily stage 1), I had the same reaction. Rather than panic, I just accepted it as a necessity. Better to be in comfort than in discomfort. That said, I'm still waiting on my 6 month checkup. I should have gotten the date by now.

Im glad they caught it in time. Ill keep my fingers and toes crossed for you. Stay safe and healthy!

She went in for a colonoscopy yesterday, it was a 3 year follow up rather than the usual 5 because they found something irregular but not concerning last time.

This time, its 95% a tumour, but whether its benign or not theyre not sure. They couldnt get a biopsy because apparently its mobile, not sure what that means.

Shes going in for a CT scan tomorrow, and has a meeting with the specialist in a few weeks. She seems to think that surgery either way is going to be a foregone conclusion.

Whats making me really worried though is shes being artificially blas about it. Im really not sure if she was told more than shes telling me.

I'm on PC and I still haven't been able to successfully connect to RDR Online.

Zano posted...

Yeah, the person who told her just randomly blurted it out one day like "Hey you know A is your mom right?". It led to my cousin starting to act out, being disobedient, running away from home, getting involved in drugs and some other shady shit...her life spiraled downward from that day. It took my cousin like 10 years to get out of that spiral. Here we are about 20 years later since the big reveal and there's still some tension within the family over this.

I'm glad she was able to find the truth, and that she was able to find her own security in her identity of self. Even if it took quite some time, and it does.

Particularly when you have these families where it's like, a franchise system. I don't know if it's just my mother/grandmother/whatthefuckever's family is fucked up, but some families seem to have this thing where it's like a production line. From (or before marriage) until fertility is no longer possible, it's like a production line of babies, and as soon as there's a new one, the oldest left standing in the family is cut loose, until they have a crisis (like a baby, almost die, get arrested, etc).

That's what happened to my "sister" and it worked out well.

Now I'm much older and have the gift of hindsight, I'm starting to wonder about who actually are the parents of one of my uncles (previously: baby brother). More importantly, I'm more clued into the subtext in family gossip.

The rockstar launcher at this point is worse than having a supernumerary nipple.

Its unsightly, unnecessary and adversely affects your performance.

Its more like a skin tag on your ding dong.

Kevin Sorbo basically looks and acts like when beef jerky goes moldy when you forget about it for a year.

Its like, youre incredibly disappointed, but youre not surprised.

Woody Allen is a piece of shit, so no.

Zano posted...

A similar thing happened in my family. One of my first cousins (lets call her A) had a child (lets call her B) at like age 14. One of my aunts and her husband officially adopted the child from day 1 and raised her like their own. B grew up with relatively little contact with A due to living on different ends of the country, but always believed they were just cousins. Around age 15/16, someone told B the truth unprompted. This has caused issues within the family ever since.

Let me guess, pretty much everyone is angry at whoever told B the truth?

Time is waiting in the wings