I am beginning to hate my birthday. 2007 around my birthday produced the initial cancer diagnosis. After going through hell all summer, it seemed that the cancer was whipped and recovery was on its way. 2008 around my birthday the ENT told me the cancer was back at the back of my throat. 35 more radiation treatments, along with 8 weeks of simoultaneuous chemo.
It is harder this time because I know what is coming and I don't have all the reserves I had last year.
We will get through this. I still have confidence in my doctors and my wife is an angel.
Thank god the ENT wanted to see the back of my throat. He couldn't because of the mucous covering it, so he put me in the OR to remove the mucous and see what he could see. It wasn't good. I think he suspected a reoccurance. The good news is that the cat scan in January was negative, so this is probably and hopefully early.