I have a pretty colon...

I had my colonoscopy today. After all that fasting, they took me in, hooked me up and I got to see the whole thing on the big screen. The hard part was fasting for two days before, the easy part was the actual procedure. If you ever get a colonoscopy, watch it! I had one because I was certain I had polyps and the possibility that this might be where my cancer was hiding. They did find a nickel sized polyp and a much smaller polyp, which were both removed. Because they were soft and pretty, my doctor thinks that they are probably benign. I will hopefully find out by Friday or early next week. However, the appearence of my nether region was absolutely breathtaking. Did you know that they pump air into your colon and then afterward, they tell you to "release it"? It's like getting a freebie in public! It was as good as burping after a great meal. The nurse told me that I was a good patient. :)

Anyway, I felt very positive after this procedure. Something is still lurking somewhere, but we'll find it soon. I was finally referred to an oncology clinic today and I should be getting a call from a doctor's office regarding getting me all set up. Next is that they will start radiation on my arm and get me some type of full-body scan where we can nail this thing down.

My boss, David Lowry, bought me a couple of cancer help type books and a great nutritional guide book. He's so thoughtful.

Sometimes I am sad, but mostly I feel like I'm riding a wave of happy, hopeful thoughts and energy that keep me from becoming mired in despondancy. Everything I've been hearing about beating cancer is that survival of this or other diseases is half medicine and half spirit. I see broken spirits in the faces of my law firm's clients who come in with any combination of informaties and they are just beat down from every angle. This year, we've lost about 10 clients (that we know of). So much of what finally gets them is all the negative energy, feedback, fighting to get any ounce of relief, loss of emotional support, that there is no spirit left to survive on.

I am a skipping rock and I'll keep going until I reach the other side. There is no alternative. I'm so thankful for my family and friends for making this journey easy. I'm not alone and that makes all the difference.