To catch up, the doctors are pleased that there are no signs of the cancer in me; my PEG tube has been permanently removed; my immune system has been slowly recovering and there are still lingering side effects from the chemo and radiation that I'm dealing with, like dry mouth and, worse, neuropathy in both of my feet and I can't begin to tell you what that feels like and "not good" doesn't begin to describe it!
During my last PET scan, it showed an uptake of the radioactive sugar by something in my stomach. Come to find out that my first PET scan had seen this and me, my lady, and my oncologist were about to dismiss it because we all thought that the PET scan was picking up on the PEG tube... until I remembered that I'd had that first scan before all the shit that happened to me and I wound up with the PEG tube.
The three of us said, "What the hell?" and agreed that this needed to be investigated. Last month, I went in for an endoscopic exam of my stomach and, yep, they found and saw something in my stomach (it looks like a really big pimple); they took a biopsy of it and... the report says that it's not cancer, which is a relief - but it doesn't say what it is so, later this month, I'll be back in the GI lab for a more thorough examination of what my lady calls "the alien" in my stomach and before they put me out, I have to ask them if they have any plans on removing it while they have me on the table because I really don't feel like running back and forth on this.
I haven't been cleared to have sex and that's a bummer, but I get it - my immune system is still sub-normal, so I'm left, um, having to take this matter into my own hand which is better than nothing and I'm thankful that I can still get it up and cum.
So that's what's been going on with me. Just chilling in between doctor appointments, staying cool and out of the heat and humidity!
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