But if so you happen to stumble upon this, you should know that I:
- am, indeed, still alive.
- have long, blonde-ish hair. It’s strange but I love it. I’ll post pics.
- was told I could very possibly have cancer about two months ago. Yes, seriously. I had a cold for like four weeks, which was not out of the ordinary, but right around the end of it, I noticed I had a lump in my neck. My doctor thought it might be a swollen lymph node, so I had an ultrasound done, which told me it was in fact a goiter (if that isn’t the sexiest word you’ve ever heard) on my thyroid. Completely unrelated to the cold, just interesting timing. A few tests later, there were “suspicious” cells found in the goiter and it was then considered a tumor—just a matter of whether it was cancerous or not, but they couldn’t make a determination until it was removed, which had to be sooner than later. They would look at whatever during the surgery, and if there was any cancer present, they would remove my entire thyroid. On December 15, I had surgery. What they removed looked okay at first glance, but had to be sent for full pathology. Standard operating (heh) procedure. On the 22nd, I found out nothing was, in fact, cancerous. Everything was benign, so I get to keep the other half of my thyroid. Holy shit though, you know? Next week I get bloodwork done to make sure everything is on its way to being balanced once again. For someone as relatively healthy as I am, and after having just lost another family member to cancer in November as well, life was a little rough for a bit.
- will be starting a blended Masters/Doctoral program in Industrial/Organizational Psychology at a new school in a few weeks! The MBA thing just wasn’t for me, plus I hated my school. Eh.
- made a post once (or five hundred times) about “the one that got away” (you might also know him as “phone boy”…)—he worked at Starbucks with me in 2005, we were in love then but were also also idiots and never acted about anything, and then he went and got married and shit, but we always managed to say hello every eight months or so—he has since gotten divorced (unrelated to me, at all, I promise- I think he got divorced in January?) and we’ve been dating since officially knowing each other right around my birthday in July; but “officially” since late October, and Facebook officially(!) since four days ago. The people we worked with in 2005 have all peeked in to say something like either “omg I had no idea you two even liked each other back then!” (which must have been because they hadn’t ever worked with us, together) or “it’s about time- we all knew you were crazy about each other!” (that’s been my favorite sort of response through everything lately). I can say with confidence that my life has been better than I could have ever anticipated lately, and I think the fact that he is in it has quite a lot to do with that.
- have purged all old entries here, and have been regularly maintaining a brand new (not really) blag since this one got quiet.
- would love to hear from you… http://godsbathroomfloor.tumblr.com/ask.
So, you know… hi, and shit. :)
