Thanksgiving

Hi Friends,

We had our last appointment with the oncologist today which went very well. For my exam, I was sitting in my gown with my legs hanging off the side of the examination table, as usual. During the exam he expressed how well things had gone and how pleased he was with my progress. In that instant, I felt relief and was incredibly happy that this tumor had shrunk so much (and, after reading that "Emporer Malady" book, happy that we shrunk it without having to drain any black bile). Apparently, when I saw him smile, some Maritimer gene kicked in and I reached out and gave him a big hug. Now, what's important to know about this scene is that a) he's a bit distant, b) we are behind a curtain, c) I have nothing on from my waist up and d) I have nothing on from my waist up. Not my best move, but there it is. His response, "Don't hug me yet, we don't have the pathology report" took me out of my festive mood. He then gave me information about a study I might be interested in for a post surgery complication that was totally new to me. Oh well...the happy moment with him was short, but sweet.
But tonight we are back in a festive mood with a lovely Thanksgiving dinner to be served shortly, and an episode of Glee. Life is good.
Much love,
Kip