Right. So…I’m going to hazard that the spouse and I are REALLY done with the whole food poisoning/after effects of food poisoning thing. I’ve said this prematurely in certain circles, and regretted it, but I really think we’ve got it this time. I’m still, however, very much not eating lettuce for the foreseeable future.
But this is the report to talk about last Monday’s gastroscopy. Since I went all over-reactive in October when we had the first one that revealed dysplasic cells, I thought you should all know that this time not a single intestinal cell was found in Bryon’s stomach. All the biopsies were benign, and the one polyp that was taken out wasn’t even of the cancerous persuasion.
In short, I hoped for a scenario where nothing had changed from October. What we go was a scenario where things actually changed so that the problem is non-existent. We are so blessed. Bryon will go back for a gastroscopy in three years, but we are basically pretending that October is a Marvel What-If comic.
The universe can be a pretty wonderful place in a pretty wonderful way sometimes. You get food poisoning, sure. But your husband isn’t even remotely near stomach cancer after all.
So, that’s my day so far. I hope yours is right up there.