Last week, I had a biopsy in the OR. Three days ago, around noon, my oncologist called me to tell me the results: Yes, sadly, the cancer had returned. But wait… two hours later, after the full pathologist’s report arrived, he called back and said that actually no, it wasn’t cancer after all--just an infection that has now passed and I’m totally fine.
Long-time readers will recall that the last time things went wrong, it snuffed out a hot streak in my
career. That was hardly a danger
this time, but this latest scare also seemed to me to be particularly
ill-timed, because even though I have very little career heat right now, I am doing
two things better than I ever have before: writing steadily everyday, and moving seamlessly from project to project.
course, if you’ve been following my progress in the sidebar, you know that I’ve
been sort of making a mockery of the concept: I’ve been forcing myself to write
at least a page a day, but the result that been that I’ve been writing precisely one page a day. To a certain degree, that’s because of
my infection (my oncologist blames my flu shot) and the resulting flurry of
tests and uncertainty, but that’s not entirely it…
recall that the last time I tentatively broached this subject, I was forcing myself to write
3-8 pages a day. But I soon
discovered that I couldn’t even keep up with that longer than a month. I still needed to feel “inspired” to
write those three pages, and inspiration can’t last forever.
was only once I got down to one page that true force of habit kicked in. I discovered that, no matter how busy
or stressed I was in any given day, if I just had to write one, I could still do it, just to say I hadn’t broken the
streak. And sure enough, as I
predicted last time, the 21-day cliché kicked into gear. It soon got to the point where it was
painful to go to bed without dashing one off.
But now that I’m officially fine, starting
today I’m once again holding myself to the standard to 3 to 8 pages a day, because I now feel that I have the
additional resources I need to keep that going. This week, I’ll talk about some
of the conclusions I’ve drawn that have enabled me to start forming better
Whoah Matt. Must have been a stressful week! Glad to hear you're okay :)
I'll second that. Very glad to hear that you're doing fine.
Glad to hear you're doing well!
I didn't know about the original cancer event. I'm so sorry you had to go through that. I'm glad you're well and that this was a false alarm (but also a little miffed at the doctor for calling you without full results--sheesh).
Oh my God. I am so sorry, you had to go through this. And I am so glad to hear, you are okay!
Glad to hear it was just a scare. It's not bad enough that you had to go through all the original terror, and the therapy and whatnot... but then you have to live with it over your head for the rest of your life.
Well, here's hoping that it's "only" scares from here on out.
Good on you for writing anyway.
Scary. stressful. Glad you're okay.
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