Two weeks ago I had surgery for my colon cancer. I'm home, recuperating, getting gradually stronger (except today, when I just feel worn out). I don't know what else is in store -- info on possible chemo and radiation has not yet been passed on to me. I suspect I'll hear at my followup appointment next week. In the meanwhile, the surgery was successful, the patient lived.
I tried being social on Sunday, and lived through that, too. So I guess things are getting back to normal.
Besides, I have food from Mary's waiting! Yum. I've had enough chicken broth to last me till the next century.
Love to all, and thanks for all the encouraging messages.