I don't have cancer, according to the oncologist. There's nothing wrong with me (except the usual everything).
I feel good, am relatively happy (because happiness is a choice) and enjoying the summer. I could have done without that month of wondering why I had to go see an oncologist, but...all is well.
Cheers!
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Happy for ya, Uncle Mark!
ReplyDeleteThat's called getting easy money. You pay them, they give you good news. Everyone goes home happy. But seriously, glad to hear it!
ReplyDeleteGood news, Mark. I note that you say you're 'relatively' happy and I can fully understand that. Life is a succession of qualified attributes rather than total absolutes. But I'm so pleased and relieved for you, my friend.
ReplyDeleteYippeeeeeeeeeeeee!
ReplyDeleteCongrats on a clean slate for that stuff.
Another HUG for you!
I want to join the conga line of well wishes. I am also relieved.
ReplyDeleteHappiness is a byproduct of living well. I hope this is so for you.