So I've been getting checked out for cancer on my tongue. Found out today I have cancer. I had a ft scan today to check if it's in my lungs or elsewhere. Those results are not in yet. On February 8th I have surgery to remove the cancer from my tongue. Also since its not fun enough. They are going to cut a patch out of my neck to try to replace the missing part of my tongue. And take out my wisdom teeth. So I might have spelling issues after losing all that wisdom. I will have a trachea for a few days since I will not be able to breath out of my mouth or nose. So I figured it was from chewing since 2nd grade. Nope. Wrong type of cancer. Well I was surprised quit chewing a few weeks ago. This sh1t sucks. I've done some bad stuff in life and never feared dying or really got scared. But telling your children what's going on has to be the worst thing I've ever had to do. It hurts my heart to look at them and Sarena and not know whats next. Will I see them grow up? Have kids. What about E how will she get by. So I'm going to fight this sh1t and kick it's ass. I'll be laid up a few months healing. Will have to go to physical therapy and speech therapy to learn to eat and talk again. O joy. I'm scared sh1t less... your part of my family and felt you should know. I love you asshats.