I dodged the bullet this week. Last November, I went into my regular MRI appointment to see if my brain tumor had grown. The same one that we "removed" and then killed with radiation five years ago. It has been dead for years. But this time they found a mass. It could have been the same tumor, a new tumor caused by radiation or a mucus sac. Last Thursday, they put me under, opened up my little nose and went on up to find out. I am pleased to announce it was only SNOT! Trapped behind a wall of scar tissue left behind after the original surgery.
No new tumor!
I feel like I dodged the proverbial bullet.
I was so sure it was the tumor again, or perhaps another, more lethal, tumor. But it was not. I'm good to go except for the pain in my face, which is made more bearable by copius amounts of pain medication.
So I can begin writing again, knowing that my books will see the light of day, that they can be submitted, and that all is well in my world.