I closed the Archive back in May and until a couple of weeks ago hadn't written a bloody word - you see, I've not been myself and after getting some bad news from the quack, a blackness came over me. I don't usually do depression but this was a bitch and I was unable to shake it off.
Until now that is After all things could be worse...much worse.
You see back in early May I decided to visit the docs because of a wound on my forehead that just didn't
want to heal - I wasn't sure how I got the wound, only that I'd discovered it around last Christmas. At first I thought I'd banged my head, or possibly even cut myself with a fingernail since it was only a tiny cut on my forehead. Still every time the cut healed it would open up again a week or so later, and each time it returned it was slightly bigger than before. Eventually I went to the docs and after tests it was confirmed as skin cancer - and that's what really fucked me up. That dreaded C word. As soon as you hear that word you feel your insides twist and its natural to fear the worse.
There's no such thing as a good cancer, my doctor told me. But if there was then my particular variety would be it.
You see my form of cancer is Basal Cell Cancer -
Basal-cell carcinoma (BCC), a skin cancer
, is the most common cancer. It rarely metastasizes
or kills. However, because it can cause significant destruction and disfigurement by invading surrounding tissues, it is still considered malignant
.
I'm waiting for my date for surgery and I'm told that the success rate is really high, and I guess I'm starting to feel myself again, and that means it is time to bring the Archive back and start pimping my books again.
8 comments:
Gary,
Here's wishing you all the best. My father had a similar situation and recovered from it just fine.
Thanks James - I've actually had my date for the surgery in the post this morning. The 10th of next month and they'll cut it out and perform minor cosmetic surgery. As I say now that I know more about this particular form of cancer I am much more positive about things.
And in a comment almost identical to James, my dad also had the same condition and recovered. Good vibes being sent your way, Gary.
(Btw I'm expecting you to return to BEAT to a PULP before the end of the decade.)
I'm sorry you have to deal with this. I hope you do recover quickly and get the joy of life back!
I'm sure you've done the research and your mind is more at rest now. I wish you all the best - it's good to have you back. You're a writer and a fighter so you'll pull through stronger than you were!
As Gary knows, we've already corresponded about this privately. I was able to offer some reassurance based on a personal experience in 2010 which has had no lasting adverse effects. It's good to see James and David giving similar reports about their dads. I look forward to you making the score four out of four!
I wish you all the best, Gary.
Thanks all - I'm feeling pretty positive about it all and just can't wait to get the surgery over and done with. But thanks for all the good wishes...they mean a lot.
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