Acts of Gord: Love the Gord, Fear the Gord is a website filled with stories of the idiots a video game store owner had to deal with during the time he owned the store. It’s funny.
I got nothin’.
Yeah, I’m writing this on Sunday at 11:30 and we have to be up at 4:45 Monday morning, so it’s obvious the Monday Night / Tuesday morning comic’s not getting done. Instead, here’s a duck-billed beagle-pus for you.
George Foreman USB iGrill
I’m 100% sure that with my office’s policies on not plugging any USB devices in, the USB iGrill would get me fired, but it would be the kind of fired that would at least have the folks in Info Security talking for a good long time. I mean, hell, they’d be lining up to fire me — Facilities for having cookware on my desk, InfoSec for plugging in unauthorized USB devices, the hungry people in my department for not bringing enough meat for everyone…. If I ever decide I don’t want to work anymore, that might be the route I take ;)
Kenya
Kenya might need to be added to my collection of horrible music links.
Home on the Strange
More than I needed to know, but thanks for sharing.
Some adventures I would gladly skip.
Some days I really wish this wasn’t primarily a journal comic.
So. Um. Yeah.
Nighthawk’s been diagnosed with thyroid cancer. He’s having surgery to have his entire thyroid removed on Monday.
So now that you’ve picked yourself up off the floor, here are the details. Thyroid cancer itself is rare but very treatable. It was caught very early. From all indications this should be a case of cutting out the thing that went bad, probably doing some radiation treatments that are standard to the disease, and moving on. He’ll be on drugs the rest of his life, obviously, but he already is (obviously), just for other stuff. The CF and the diabetes certainly complicate matters, but outside of the constant challenge of making sure that each doctor understands the pieces the other doctors specialize in, in this case neither issue directly affects the cancer surgery or recovery.
He’ll likely spend about 24 hours in the hospital. He’ll be home for a total of about 2 weeks if everything goes according to plan.
Obviously this is not minor surgery and we’re both very concerned. On the other hand, there are thousands of people who’ve come through this with nothing more than a new thyroid drug or two to add to their regimen. We’re freaking out in controlled bursts instead of constantly.
So why am I telling you all of this? Well, for one, the comic is half imagination and half journal comic, and as today’s edition illustrates some aspects of this new turn of events are going to bleed through.
In addition, it should be obvious to everyone that he is by far the highest priority in my life, so there’s a chance the comic will be delayed or skipped for medical events. (Right now I give no guarantees for a Tuesday comic.)
And there is a piece of me that, as an author, thinks y’all are going to think it’s over the top to have the character with cystic fibrosis also get diagnosed with thyroid cancer. Believe you me, I’d’ve never planned it this way. It is over the top.
Thanks for reading.