I’m going into the hospital in a few days. I’m going to have a biopsy of my vocal cords done. One of them has become mal formed, and my voice sounds like a cross between Tallulah Bankhead and very rusty, very old band saw on a good day.
I’ve had four benign tumors removed since 1974. And each one presented surprises for the surgeon. Some were much larger than originally suspected, and some have caused more damage than originally thought.
1974 – tumor right breast
1980 – tumor right wrist joint – 30% loss of movement
1994 – tumor in roof of my mouth – tumor pressed against skull, mouth had to be rebuilt.
2005 – tumor left breast
2005 – tumor discovered growing onto a nerve in the spine – inoperable
Hospitals and me just don’t agree. I hate them. And I hate being in them for any length of time. This biopsy should only take 15 minutes – but that’s if there’re no surprises. Recovery will take the better part of a month or so. With luck I’ll be able to compose the posts for the next film – Joanna of Christmas TV history.com will like my choice. It’s probably one her favorites. I’ll start posting in December. So The Old Movie House will re-open in December. I’d just taking a little time off –I hope.