Bilgewater Blatherings or "how badly f*cked is the greenie?"

and now for the latest in the chronicles of the tiny green menace.

Months have now passed since the removal of the demonically foul abomination from within our Green Menace.  This time has been filled with days of Masses by the Healers, sacrifices of livestock, imbibing of Holy Potions and other such rituals required towards the banishing of the affliction.

Finally, it became time for the High Priest to again lay on of hands and invoke the holiest of relics to determine the success of the Pantheon in its struggles.  The tiny gobbo accompanied by his tribe travelled to the church and Alyxyn was cleansed, purified and dressed in appropriate robes.  Once the acolytes were sufficiently pleased, the goblin sneak was quietly led with solemnity into the altar and laid forth for the rite.

At which point his forehead was smote by a large rubber mallet and darkness embraced the greenskinned archer.

Weird dreams carried the ravenous munchkin through the rituals which were likely filled with volumes of chanting of holy words, retching of humans in the proximity of goblins and enslavements of acolytes to the stone altar to ensure they would remain.  However all passed without notice by Alyxyn as he had a long chat with the voices that accompany him.

Eventually the chanting tapered off and the rubber mallet was set aside and Alyxyn was permitted to awaken from the ministrations of the High Priest.  With the opening of his orange eyes into the darkness of the shrine, the green menace was presented with the cowled face of the High Priest.  Sagely and Wise was the image and troubled.  Such a fierce look was bore by the priest as to chill the blood of the most wild opponent, such sadness as to slay legions of drug addled mimes.

Soft was the voice of the healer as he broke the news "the abomination is not gone.  Indeed, it is striking back with a vengeance"  and thus did the heart of a gobbo break.

Out of Character now as I can only write like that so long in my current state of mind.

The procedure Friday was what I am terming a peek and poke.  They ran a camera up my urethra into my bladder to take a look around.  Keeping in mind that amount of material was resected from my bladder walls in November, there is a lot of 'good' regrowth and healing.  However, there is equal sign of regrowth of the cancer.  In the terms of the doctor "with a vengeance".

Biopsies were taken and we have to await on the lab results to know exactly how "bad" it is however that last biopsies showed a greater than 90% growth rate.  We can only hope that that has slackened back to more 'normal' rates of 75% or less so it is "only" considered aggressive.  More scans are going to be slated as soon as the docs can but they believe it has likely spread now outside of the bladder and the most 'reasonable' expectations are that the next procedures will remove the loss of body parts in an attempt to get ahead of the cancer's growth.

What are the chances? noone is hazarding a guess at this time.  What is the time frame? we don't know yet.