Tomorrow: Under the Knife

Just a quick post to say that I have surgery tomorrow to remove my adrenal tumor. It isn't a particularly dangerous surgery, and it seems pretty unlikely that the tumor is cancerous. There is a fair chance that it's what's known as a Conn's Tumor, and if so it will explain all of the strange symptoms I've had for some years now, but had been attributing to asthma (and the meds to treat it). I should just be in the hospital overnight, though it sounds like there will be a fair amount of accompanying pain. I'm sure I'm macho enough to handle that no problem. (I'll wait for everyone to stop laughing before continuing...) ... ... (still waiting)... okay, done? On the off chance that I don't handle this with my usual stoicism, Ruth has promised to baby me until I feel better, or possibly until she decides that I've milked it long enough. Not entirely sure how long a laparoscopic adrenalectomy is good for sympathy-wise, but I suppose I'll find out soon enough.

I will try to post an update as to how things went as soon as I'm feeling well/ambitious enough to sit at my desk and write.