Live to play another day...

"A cat has nine lives. For three he plays, for three he strays, and for the last three he stays."

I've been waiting for pathology reports all day. I texted the doctor about 10:00 this morning and then again at 5:00 this evening, hoping to get some news before the long weekend. 

The doctor called moments after my second text; with good news.

All the cancer is low level and non invasive. What a relief! I was sweating because you really never know. I have been doing this twisted dance with cancer for about 38 years now but you never want to get too cocky and you never want to declare complete victory, especially with my history. 

I was pretty much ready for whatever news came down the pike but you sort of expect the worse, especially after me seeing this tumor in the cystoscopy. But my darkest fears were allayed, guess I dodged another bullet.

My doctor mentioned a new research drug on the horizon, a new study that might take care of the cancers in my bladder diverticuli in a more complete manner. Was I interested?

I told her that I was in.

Thanks for all of your good wishes and prayers. I feel both fortunate and grateful. Kid is back.