Happy Lumpiversary and ' Bye, Felicia.

Five years ago I was sitting in my dentist ' s chair when his hygienist found a lump on my hard palate. The lump, known as Cap ' n Lumpy after that, turned out to be a rare-ish form of minor salivary gland cancer called polymorphous low-grade adenocarcinoma. < br / > < br / > It started a year-long freakout on my part, most of which is documented on this here blog, that culminated in my wearing a cool plastic-and-metal prosthetic to replace the chunk of my mouth that a surgeon removed. < br / > < br / > I ' m not sure how I feel about this, so I ' m gonna just mark this lumpiversary and leave it be. I have the latest set of scans (CT and MRI) coming up week after next. I ' m not sure how I feel about that, either. Maybe it ' ll be easier once I transition to once-a-year rather than once-every-six-months scanning; maybe it ' ll be a whole new kind of hell. We ' ll see. < br / > < br / > In other news, Keith is gone. I don ' t know the details, having been on vacation this last two weeks, but he ' s been relieved of his duties at Sunnydale and has gone back to the pit that spawned him. It probably had something to do with a patient decompensating to the point that she had to be intubated on his watch, with nobody but him being aware of it. I don ' t know. All I know for sure is that I can work now without having to worry about somebody else ' s patients as well as my own. < br / > < br / > So. One okay thing, one good thing. Not a bad way to start off the new year.
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