Another Correction

A good friend has pointed out a big mistake in my previous post. I'm obviously tired, worn a bit dull. But I'm also dulled some by residual anger that Jenny has to go through any of this sh*t. I'm angry because she could have been spared the extremes of the second surgery, I'm angry that her surgeons office kept putting her off after the first. I'm angry, mostly, that she got cancer at all.

But, I'm not angry that they caught the cancer. I'm very happy that during the first surgery they were able to completely remove it---even if the resection part was a bust.

Jen's first surgery, therefore, was not "failed" as I unadvisedly described it earlier. It was an amazing success, and truly, one if the best things that's ever happened to me.