I just realized I hadn't updated really, since my long post about the cancer surgery and some other suspected health issues.
A lot of good news on the health front. First blood test shows that the surgery got all the cancer, as my PSA level dropped through floor to undetectable, which comports with no more cancer. Will have another PSA test in a couple months to monitor/confirm, and then 6 months thereafter. Also both the other suspected non-cancer things I had going on (cholesteotoma in ear and "silent sinus syndrome") have been ruled out, so I'm 3 for 3 on the biggies.
That said, not all is sunshine and daffodils either. I still have all sorts of surgical side effects that I'd just as soon not catalog. As to one, it was determined at the last second (I literally went in to the doc's office to have the procedure done, only to be told once there that they wouldn't do it) that a scheduled cystoscopy was not necessary, because the symptom I was experiencing was likely due to a naturally occurring diverticulum rather than caused by the surgery. So that's another good thing, because I was really dreading that procedure; if you are squeamish (especially if you are male) I highly recommend not googling that term. Anyhow, despite all the aforementioned good results I'm still far from my more "normal" happy and well-adjusted self, because I fucking hate the ongoing side effects of the surgery, and those are still leaving me enraged, depressed, and dealing with a lot of self-loathing. Which I know particularly the last bit makes no logical sense. So then I hate myself for hating myself, haha. And for not being able to focus on the good health news, and feeling guilty for being a whiney bitch when I'm not six feet under like I could be.
I got talked into being in another band, by a bandmate in my recently revived side band, so now I find myself in 3 bands: Crash Pad (obviously my main band, next year will be 30 years, after having had almost that many members, haha), plus the weirdmusik performance art collective (Bill Perry Orchestra), and now a cover band (which I haven't done since the "party bands" of the '80s) with a female frontperson, called Amber & the Antidotes. I've played 4 gigs in like five and a half weeks (2 with Crash Pad, and one apiece with the others) which for me is a ton, so that helps distract me. A little at least. There's a thread in the On Stage forum about those shows.
And work has kept me busy as well, I know a lot of people my age (67) who would like to be working cannot find employment, so there's that. And I went ahead and went on Social Security, so there's that extra dosh coming in now. But I'm still kinda struggling, to be perfectly honest.