“Send in the clowns. There ought to be clowns. Don’t bother - they’re here.”
What a day! Where to start? Due to a damning PET scan, I’m unexpectedly 12 hours and 100 miles away from liver surgery and Superclown Glen Heroy has joined our performance troupe for next week’s #Cancerland fundraiser birthday party music marathon #Farmival. Cast changes happen so fast, we need a new poster every morning and afternoon. I’m thrilled to keep jamming more names onto our event signage. It is not without it’s challenges though - our webmaster quit, our dunk tank sprung a leak, oh and that other thing...
Liver surgery / bad PET scan, not necessarily in that order. Since I’m trying to get a week’s worth of work done in a day, I’ll keep it short. Tomorrow is more of a dress rehearsal for the 2nd surgery, which we hope is Friday. So, yes, tomorrow is liver surgery (anesthesia, hair nets, pain, morphine drips, 12 hours of post-op observation) but Friday (again, I cannot stress enough, how lucky I will have to be to get both deals done this week before the network cameras and skull balloons all come rolling in) is the same surgery plus they leave a radioactive package behind, in the tumor, in the liver and let that implosion duke it out over time and hopefully, buy me some time. (Make all the ‘Fantastic Voyage’ jokes you want now while I’m in the laughing mood!) Then I would limp off, opioid pills in hand, to throw a carnival, give some speeches, get a year older, visit some parties, take some photos, travel to each #Cancerland gal’s locale, interview some doctors and address Congress - all under the watchful eye of the network.
Once Breast Cancer Awareness Month is behind us, or maybe during the middle of it, depending on resultant liver function, there will be new drugs (everything so far has failed miserably) - aggressive chemo or far flung trials or both. I may have hair, I may not, I may have to live away from home or commute to treatment, it may work, it may not, I may live, I may die.
I’ll think about all that later. Right now, I have to get my priorities straight - clear the decks, have the 2 liver surgeries, and throw an epic party in Brooklyn on my birthday that benefits women with breast cancer, while the network documents it all, with clowns. My dreams are all finally coming true. My candle wish will be to look up during the music festival portion of our event and see each and every one of you, so please JOIN US! on Saturday the 3rd at Farm on Kent in Williamsburg.
Upon review, I guess it was a pretty typical #metsmonday in #Cancerland after all.
