Friday (After The Show)

Don't know really how the days ahead will play out but let me tell you, it was hard concentrating on the show tonight.

We all take for granted that the folks we see and hear in the media will always be the same. That nothing ever happens to them. And when they do disappear from our lives, they do just that.  Suddenly someone else is in their place and the cycle continues, uninterrupted. We rarely know what happened to bring about the change, but life goes on and it isn't more than of passing interest in most cases.

Have been faced today with the possibility that I may lose my voice in the event that the abnormalities in my thyroid turn out to be cancer. Surgery to remove the offending organ will do that, you know. The thyroid is so close to the vocal cords that it is never guaranteed that they will recover their original pitch. Then of course there is the radiation to consider, another whole can of worms. Mind you at this point, 5 days before I go in to review the results of the ultrasound, nothing is known for sure. It's just that in my experience when you have a test on a Wednesday, you never get a call back a day and a half later unless there is something afoot.

The prospect of giving up the one thing I truly love, the radio show, is heartbreaking. I can't imagine not using my voice to share music and reach out to listeners who have over the last few years become friends.

Wow. Waiting for the appointment is going to be agony, but the worst case results would be crushing.