Cancer sucks.

Remember last year when I thought I might have cancer of the thyroid and luckily ended up just having a nodulous thyroid instead?

Well, my co-worker is going through the same emotional roller coaster right now. Last week he had the biopsy on his neck that I had and they brought him back in today for some blood tests because they "show a concern for thyroid cancer". He's going in for a surgical consultation this week and probably surgery after that.

It's fucking scary to throw around that 'C' word. And even worse when it looks more and more probable.

I don't know what to say to him. After he got his biopsy I was telling him my story and how the first ultra sound lady said that Minnesotans just have very nodulous thyroids. And also how cancer of the thyroid is the best to have because it is the most treatable.

I don't have any more stories left to tell.

I know lots of people say things like "You'll be in our prayers" and things like that. I know he is very active in the Catholic community here in St. Cloud, so saying something like that might be fitting, but I don't pray. I got nothin' there. I'm not sure what to think. Or to say.