Anniversary of my Aloysius-less-ness

As of later today, I will have been without Aloysius, my nerve cell tumor, for one year. I realize that this isn't exactly a normal thing to celebrate, but since I'm kind of odd, I'm celebrating anyhow!

Alas, poor Aloysius, I knew you well. You lived there, in my throat, making it difficult to swallow, making me lightheaded because you were beginning to cut off blood flow to my brain. And yet you persisted. You were a strong fellow, and you deserved a good send-off.

This was the invitation to the Bon Voyage party:

If you'd like to see more graphic photos of my tumor, one immediately after surgery, and one on my holiday card for 2006, you can do so by visiting: http://www.flickr.com/photos/leesavee/

If you're easily sickened by gross medical photos, don't look. If you think it's interesting, go for it! Basically, the tumor (Aloysius) looks like a baby red potato, only with blood on it. It's your call.

Just don't say I didn't warn you.