File that one under "Gyro."

I don’t know if it’s mental/emotional fatigue from all the intensive medical stuff from the last four years or just how I’m wired differently, but when a surgeon tells me “about a week or more recovery in the hospital,” what pops into my head right after “Can I see my daughter during that time” is “Is your wifi any good?”

Waiting to hear back on test results and analysis (and wifi answer!), chats between surgeons and doctors and oncologists, etc. File that one under “Joygasm.” Or “Gyro,” since I ordered one for lunch as part of my “food for the soul” regimen I tend to self-prescribe to after hearing troubling news.

No, nobody understands my filing system.

Author: uwfacepalm

Father, husband, portfolio manager, cancer victim (multiple myeloma since 2013). Trying to navigate this goddamn disease as best I can while enjoying what time I have left via those relationships, friends, the UFC, gaming, MMJ, diving and helping teach it before this all went down as a PADI Assistant Instructor and a Dive Guide at the Denver Aquarium (well, before my white blood cell count went to shit thanks to the chemo/disease).

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