When My World Gets Rocked…

24 Jan

Soup is Good Food

…I turn to Campbell’s Chicken and Stars soup. Whenever I got sick as a child, that is the only thing I would eat. Not even chicken noodle, it HAD to be the stars. And throughout my adulthood that has remained true, sodium be damned.

So my world got rocked this morning and when I finally even thought of eating something, I scoured the pantry for that little red and white can of comfort.  Yes! I had a can, which I try to keep on hand for when I feel blue or out of sorts. Well I’m definitely feeling out of sorts today. And the fact that I can only sip through a straw. My face looks like it went a couple of rounds in the ring with Ali.

I went to see a dermatologist for a suspicious sore on my lip that wouldn’t seem to heal. I thought I was just going in for an initial consultation, but he took one look at it and said the “C” word right off the bat. No hesitation. Ruh-roh. He takes a closer look at my face and saw something else on my cheek, and told me to close my eyes. Then he took a big can of  instant ice cube or something and proceeded to blast my face with it. “This might sting a bit.” Yeah, no kidding. “You’re cheek will puff up and maybe blister too, don’t worry about that.” Then he wheeled out a cart with a big syringe, an evil-looking razor blade, and a device that resembled a mini-blowtorch. He told me to lay my head back, and his assistant proceeded to stick that big needle right into my lip and squirt in some anesthetic. Ouch again! Then as quickly as they had come in, they left to leave me sitting there while the numbing medication took effect. Wow. OK.

With nothing else better to do, I proceeded to browse through a skiing magazine. Harrumph. Our ski area didn’t make the top 30 for 2012. So what else is new? I don’t know how long I sat there, but then the two quickly appeared again as they disappeared. “You know lips bleed a lot, and you can’t put a bandage on a lip, so when I take the biopsy I’ll have to cauterize it. It might stink. You know, burning flesh.” Right. Without going into too much detail, let’s just say a large chunk of my lip is gone and it’s been welded shut. “Well that’s it for today. We’ll get the results in 7-10 days. I’m going to go ahead and alert the Mohs Surgery Specialist in town, you’ll need to have that taken out with this procedure, you know, to make sure we get it all. Here’s a brochure for you to take home. We’ll give you a call!”

I am only making light of this because I know that this was caught early and is very treatable. I have a dear friend who just went through a terrible round with spinal cancer, with a year of chemo, surgeries, and radiation. I have several acquaintances who have died from this dreadful disease, but I also have many friends who have beat it and are my heroes for the courage and fight that they have shown.  I am determined to do the same.

Peace, my friends. Time to restock the cupboard with little red and white cans.

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11 Responses to “When My World Gets Rocked…”

  1. Elyn January 24, 2012 at 2:22 pm #

    I don’t know what to say.

    Sending as many ((((((((((((((((HUGS))))))))))))))))) as you want.

    And stars. Lots of Stars

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    • anotherfoodieblogger January 24, 2012 at 3:25 pm #

      Thank you so much Elyn, your words are much appreciated. I will be fine I am sure. I just needed to eat my soup. Yes, many stars. 😉

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  2. Nonna January 24, 2012 at 2:45 pm #

    Kathryn, I’m sure you will be alright. It sounds as though you may have had it looked at early, and that’s always beneficial. I know you’ll fret and worry, ’cause who wouldn’t? But know that many, many peeps are here for you and will support you. Been there, and I’m still here.
    Much love and affection
    Nonna

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    • anotherfoodieblogger January 24, 2012 at 3:26 pm #

      Yes, it sounds like I caught it early, which is good. There have been many advances in this area, too. And thank you so much for your love and support!

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  3. Kate January 24, 2012 at 4:07 pm #

    It is a terrifying word but you’ve done the right thing and found a doctor who sounds knowledgeable (if not one with great bedside manner!). You will be OK and you have lots of friends here in cyberspace to wish you well. Big hugs!

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    • anotherfoodieblogger January 24, 2012 at 5:43 pm #

      Kate, so good to “see” you my friend. Thank you so much, I’m feeling da’ love… ❤

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  4. Joe Omelchuck January 24, 2012 at 5:47 pm #

    Hey Kathryn, wow, that sucks. I was just at the grocery store and saw the cans of Chicken & Stars soup. I wanted to buy you some…but that would be impractical, ’cause it would take a week for them to get to you.
    I’m sure everything will be okay, just keep a stiff upper lip ;0
    Lots of love and prayers,
    -yo’ bro

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    • anotherfoodieblogger January 24, 2012 at 8:18 pm #

      Hey Joe Bro, thanks for the well wishes. I called mom, so she knows. I know she can’t even operate a mouse so figured I best give her a call. Love you too Joe! xxxooo

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  5. Susan Shepler Blum January 25, 2012 at 10:20 pm #

    We all just love you Kathryn! All of the others have said it all. You caught whatever it is in time. Hopefully, DH or DD will get you lots of Chicken and Stars. Tons of love and trying to send some sun your way. Love, Susan ❤ 😉 Ginger Ale and Saltines always helps me w/ my soup when I need some lovin'. Although, the extra salt on the lip might not be too good. But, my sentiments are w/ you. Big Hugs and Kisses xoxoxoxo

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