they say that the mice will play. Well ... DH is away (left early this morning) and I don't feel a lot like playing. In fact, I miss him and can't wait until he gets home tomorrow evening.
Before going away, DH learnt that the skin lesions he had removed last week were cancerous. I haven't spoken with the doctor but I assume they're the same as he's had in the past - the slow growing basal cell carcinoma. He has to have more removed next week. I wish there was something we could do to stop them. DH isn't concerned but when he gave me the diagnosis I realised again just how precious he is to me.
DH is not diligent about his annual check-up's. He doesn't go to the doctor unless he absolutely has to (and in his book that's never). I don't understand why he chooses not to go, particularly given his history and his family history, but after this, I'll be forcing him to have those yearly check-ups. After all, I want us to grow old together.
I've used the photo of daffodils growing in our backyard because last Friday was Daffodil Day - the day when daffodils are sold to raise money for cancer research and awareness. The daffodil was chosen as the Cancer Society's symbol because as one of the first flowers of spring, its bright yellow blooms are a reminder of the joys the new season will bring and represent the hope there is for all those affected by cancer. I also like to think that out of darkness and difficult times can come something beautiful and new and worthwhile.
Before going away, DH learnt that the skin lesions he had removed last week were cancerous. I haven't spoken with the doctor but I assume they're the same as he's had in the past - the slow growing basal cell carcinoma. He has to have more removed next week. I wish there was something we could do to stop them. DH isn't concerned but when he gave me the diagnosis I realised again just how precious he is to me.
DH is not diligent about his annual check-up's. He doesn't go to the doctor unless he absolutely has to (and in his book that's never). I don't understand why he chooses not to go, particularly given his history and his family history, but after this, I'll be forcing him to have those yearly check-ups. After all, I want us to grow old together.
I've used the photo of daffodils growing in our backyard because last Friday was Daffodil Day - the day when daffodils are sold to raise money for cancer research and awareness. The daffodil was chosen as the Cancer Society's symbol because as one of the first flowers of spring, its bright yellow blooms are a reminder of the joys the new season will bring and represent the hope there is for all those affected by cancer. I also like to think that out of darkness and difficult times can come something beautiful and new and worthwhile.
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The daffodils are beautiful. And I agree with your last sentence so much.