Some of you know I had a mass removed from my abdominal wall last week. They told me it was a lipoma; harmless something like 99% of the time.
My pathology report came back today, consistent with metastatic melanoma.
That is literally all I know. I expect my oncologist in Oakland to call me tomorrow; I'll do a phone consultation with him. And see the oncologist here (Stockton) who is not the one who tried to kill me two years ago. The very least it means is scans and probably more surgery. I don't even know the protocol, if interferon would be done a second time.
I don't know what it means for my ministries in Sacramento. I know I want to continue doing everything I can. And I know that right now, I feel physically fine.
Son of a Bitch! Oh, did I write that out loud? Well, anyway. Prayers would be welcome, if you would be so kind.
Update: Kirstin's morning reflection here.