Two Surgeries In a Week Later...

... It's a more aggressive cancer than they thought and it has spred. I was actually doing fine until today when I just suddenly got so tired I couldn't deal with the gazzillion and one things that I want to do at the house. So after a nap I wandered off and drank beer. Yesterday was spent running hither and thither from one doc to the next. And they all had to poke the incisions and ask me if I had any pain. I didn't until the upteenth person poked the area that's been cut up twice in a week. Yeesh. Stop poking my boo boos!