Had another appointment with the surgeon yesterday. Just a week later, and he said that the tumor had continued to shrink, and was much softer. He felt encouraged. He says that he’d like to have me come in to the hospital, and under anesthesia he’ll remove all of the tumor material and do detailed biopsies. If there is no sign of any cancer, he says that he’ll be satisfied to stop at that. (!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
He claims that the chances of this are about 10-15 percent. I’m a wicked lucky guy. I’ll take those odds.
This could happen as soon as the week before thanksgiving, though he says that there’s no particular advantage to it. If it’s up to me, I’ll wait until just after.
Even more exciting, however, is that he said it was fine for me to ride a real bike again (I asked him to break it to Alberto for me.. like a kid going to dad when mom says no.) So I went straight home and tuned up the white track bike that’s been patiently waiting for me on the bike room wall. YAY!