Dr.Ken Has Cancer? (Yup, Appendiceal Carcinoma)

  Looking a wee bit sleepy as we wait together in pre-op. There's a line on a poster in the Visitor Lounge just outside Unit 42 that sums up the last couple of days well: Significant, indeed.  😬 All smiles! Ken and I arrived at the Grey Nuns on Monday, March 17, at 6:15 am. (See, I WAS only joking about calling him an Uber!  😊) We arrived at the pre-op unit on the second floor where Ken was given a gown to change into, and the cutest "grippy socks." (My kids wore these types of socks almost exclusively growing up, hence the nickname.) A nurse came in to go over a checklist with Ken and then it was time for him to go down to the OR. It is a weird feeling knowing that your husband is about to be carved and marinated...🤔 1. Friends brought me treats! 2. I set up camp in the cafeteria with my  garden-planning  binder and bag of seed packages.  3. Second Breakfast.  4. Marigan joined me during her break. I was looking forward to uninterrupted time, as th...

Taking a break during a walk in the back 40.  It's becoming more difficult to pretend that life is normal. 🙃  Friday the 14th was Ken's last day at the clinic.  On Saturday,  he was not allowed to eat fruits or vegetables or anything high fibre/high residue. Today he had a croissant for breakfast, and now he's limited to fluids.  On  Monday, we're supposed to be at the Grey Nuns Hospital at 6:15 IN THE MORNING! 😬 I offered to call Ken an Uber, but he was less than impressed by my helpfulness. I was kidding! Mostly. 🥱 The actual surgery is scheduled for 7:45 am. They have it on the schedule as 4 hours long, but it can take anywhere from 2-10 hours. I plan to pop into Starbucks, and I have a list of seeds I still need to buy at Canadian Tire. Other than that, I anticipate hitting my step count before 10:00 am. 🏃🏻‍♀️ For someone who doesn't like to drink water, the 4 litre jug of Colyte  is more than a little daunting. And then of course, you are sup...

  The man himself, happy to be home  from  the  hospital back  in November. Hi there, welcome to Ken's blog.😊 Except he's not the one writing it, I am, his wife of almost 30 years. 🥰 I began blogging back in June of 2022 when I was diagnosed with breast cancer, but this isn't about me, it's Ken's turn now. 😒 (If you have a morbid sense of curiosity and want to read about my cancer journey, my blog can be found  here .)  As it's highly unlikely that you stumbled across this blog by chance, I'll presume you're acquainted with Ken. However, you may not be acquainted with me. I come with several warning labels including, but not limited to: I write as I would speak to a friend; hence, the verbiage can be rather colloquial. Right. Because most people use the words "hence" and "verbiage" in their usual lexicon. 😁 You'll understand what I mean by the end of this blog post, trust me.  I believe in authenticity. This means I don't ...