I'd log onto the forums and tell you guys :embarass:
Ok! I'll confess! I was taken to hospital on 17th April by ambulance. Over the weekend they took 'scrapings' to test and gave me 4 units of blood to make up for the amount I had lost. On 21st April, I was told that the results of the tests showed that I had cancer. I've been for CT and MRI scans and go for the pre-op assessment on Wednesday. They intend to operate in the next 10 days. They told me that they would have done so right away, but I had lost too much blood and I had to build up my 'reserves' before they can do so.
ßüякε;688915 said:
Ok, let's say that each of us has a terminal disease. Cancer, rickets, chicken pox, Romanista, whatever. You have 24 hours to live. What do you do?
Don't say something like, "Go to Turin and play with Juve."
The objective is to search your mind for the most extreme thing.
I think I would go to a local port like Annapolis or Baltimore and commandeer a boat and waste my last day away motoring down to the Caribbean.
I can't think of anything crazier right now.
Maybe take one of my father's M-16's and waste away a lot of politicians in Washington.
You must be psychic, Burke!
I'd get a Kalashnikov and exterminate

, moRATti, tronsh*tti, rossi, abete, ferrawhathisface and as many other interesti that I could! Those I missed, I'd come back and haunt! :eyebrows:
Seriously, the Dr's are hopeful of getting rid of my cancer by the operation and hopefully, without too much Chemo or radiotherapy, but it will be a long slow recovery.