1) I am alive and well.
2) Other than a persistent cough associated with swallowing difficulties, the need to use a night-time gel in my eye, and synkenesis, I wouldn't know a difference most of the time between my physical life then and my physical life now.
3) I still can't sing generally, I can yell some, just not enough to really enjoy it.
4) Life is a good (save for things totally outside of my control which have nothing to with my body or tumor), but even then, life is good.
5) In fact, I would go so far as to say that few have a life as good as mine (despite missing half the ceiling in the living room, half the floor, and the constant noise of blowers and dehumidifiers, and a wife for whom I have become honored to be her caregiver).
6) I have nothing to complain about (well, it would be nice to be showered with money every evening, but that might be asking too much).
7) Life really is good for me.
I wish the same and more for you.
