So,since June, 2018 my throat increasingly grew more irritated and sore to the point I could no longer stand it.
On October 22, 2018 I saw an ENT specialist.
Diagnosis: cancer in my neck and head.
I fought the Big C demon twice before in my life.
1999 till 2002 I battled liver cancer. I was scared.
I just had my neck re-built. A result of thirty years of demolition, building and a very rough lifestyle. Followed by many motorcycle accidents and an industrial accident.
They did a complete dissection of my C2, C3, C5 & C6 vertebrae. Replacing them with bone donated from my right hip and Semple plates, screws, nuts & bolts.
And then the Creators slapped me with liver cancer.
Yet, I beat that Beast.
In 2005, the Beast demanded a re-match. This time it was gnawing on my bones.
Chewing up the hip I had donated bone from for the previous neck surgery.
Then attacking my few remaining teeth. Leaving me with six remaining.
As if not enough, it then chewed up my right foot resulting in it, too, needing to be completely re-built.
So, I beat that damn Beast again.
Now fast forward to present day…..
What I had hoped was merely a “sore” throat has turned out to be a collection of cancerous tumors on my tonsils, adenoids, lymph nodes and migrating towards my brain.
As I write this I am awaiting a CT scan and a following surgery. It shall hopefully be within the next two weeks.
They will be removing the afore mentioned parts and perhaps more – including my thyroid.
This does not trouble me. That would be the migration of tumors working their way towards my brain.
I like my brain. It’s iconic and extremely unique. Plus, we are very attached. Been together since my birth.
I only weight one hundred pounds with my clothes on. I jokingly say that my body is built like a rock band, “Nine Inch Nails” – for that is the size of my biceps.
It took 61 years to break this body.
You could go to the gym everyday and never be built like me.
I can barely eat. My esophagus is being pinched closed by the swelling organs and tumors within my throat.
My head aches beyond the pain of a severe migraine. I shed tears and find myself whimpering when I have solitary solitude. My nights are long.
I refused chemotherapy and radiation. It would definitely kill me if I were to attempt it
So, I will beat this damn Beast one more time.
I have to. My sons need me, I need them.
Mi fuego de mi Alma, mi Reina de mi Corazon would be broken hearted if the Beast should win.
I love her beyond love. I cannot allow her to suffer a broken heart. What type of person would break their closest love’s heart?
You can feel our love emanating from us in this picture.
I CANNOT LET MY BODY SUCCUMB TO THE RAVAGES OF CANCER!
HOW COULD I BREAK MY FAMILY AND LOVED ONE’S HEARTS?
And also, my other dearest loves. My constant companions, Princess Pringle and her sister, Princess Ruffles. They would surely fall I’ll in sorrow.
Sooooooo, I have a battle ahead of me. I am ready.
I have love from so many people – my kids, my ex-wife, my soulmate Maria, my very close nephews and true friends
I will beat this Demon.
It is just going to hurt.
But, she will be by my side. And I will receive healing from her love.
I am afraid, but I am also brave.