I don't know what to think any more. We just got some not-awesome news from the GI doc. I need to get off this good news/bad news roller coaster.

Maybe the only way to come to terms with being dealt a sh*tty hand is to take it one day at a time. I don't have any control over what's happening right now, and torturing myself with any sort of fiction that I do is doing no one any good.

So, he's got a mega-f*ckton of polyps. I'm crossing my fingers that they're not cancerous, but I can tell from the docs face that he's not happy with it. If it is cancer, they'll remove his colon - then likely his liver - then probably just go for the spleen and/or gall bladder while they're at it.

Friggin' awesome!!