The longest break I’ve taken from work in my more than 40-year career is about to come to an end.
With approval from my cancer surgeon, I’m planning to head back to work on Monday January 7th.
My voice still doesn’t have the quality and forcefullness that I enjoyed prior to bladder cancer surgery on December 5th, which is a common side effect of spending too many hours with an oxygen tube stuck down my throat during surgery, as well as, the 4.5 days on an NG tube.
However, slowly but surely, my voice is returning to where I want it to be.
My recovery has gone well thanks to a very excellent nurse, my bride Kathy.
I’m getting to the point that I’ve taken in all of the TV I can stand, so it’s time to get back to work and doing what I love to do.
I can’t express strongly enough how much I appreciate the dozens of cards, letters, and phone calls I received post-surgery wishing me well in my recovery.
I grossly underestimated the severity of the operation I underwent, or how slowly my 63-year old body would recover.
But as I’ve written earlier, that’s probably a very good thing.
That’s the way I see it.