I really meant to post more during this sad saga, but somewhere after the first month fatigue, apathy, pain, and a complete loss of my sense of humor happened. My days consisted of getting up and going to treatment. Each week consisted of daily radiation, one day of chemo and two doctor visits somewhere in … Continue reading Weeks 5-7. The Slog.
Weeks 3&4; The wheels fall off and the dragon sings
When I started treatment, nearly every doc said that week three, maybe four, was things would start going pear shaped. The wheels of the car would wobble and fall off. Nice analogy saying basically, the hardcore pain was due. Honestly I felt lucky and figured it would happen more towards the 4th week side. In … Continue reading Weeks 3&4; The wheels fall off and the dragon sings
Week 2; The wheels on the taste buds don’t go round. They wobble and fall off.
I heard a term that resonated with me awhile back; Infantile Omnipotence. It basically means, since something isn't happening to me or anyone I know, then it won't happen to me. I don't have that. I know I'm in for a difficult journey, but I'm getting a tough time wrapping my head around logistics and … Continue reading Week 2; The wheels on the taste buds don’t go round. They wobble and fall off.
Garden of the Skeltons
Watch what you wish for, you might get it. Last post I was itching to get this train rolling. Now, the train has left the station and is picking up steam. Let's start with chemo, which was the first thing this week. I knew the infusion center was a nice place. And so it is; … Continue reading Garden of the Skeltons
Starting the marathon with a rock in my shoe.
After I was diagnosed with Cancer, it was like I was sucked into a huge machine. Appointments were being made, procedures and tests happening. Unlike with the vets sucked into the maw of the VA scandal, I haven't waited a minute for anything. There's a cost for that, however, as the insurance statements arrive, signalling … Continue reading Starting the marathon with a rock in my shoe.
There will be no Euphoria for you.
When I started Therapy for throat cancer, I thought it would be cool to blog about it. It wasn't.
San Antonio, Texas. Worth seeing, but not worth going to see.
I've been to San Antonio a few times this year, so far. Once for business, once for the Texas Music Educators Association (TMEA) convention. Not that I'm a music educator. I happen to have a kid that is an all state musician. While Austin may be where we keep our hippies and musicians, San Antonio … Continue reading San Antonio, Texas. Worth seeing, but not worth going to see.
Victoria B.C., Seattle without the Hipsters
Has it been that long? I've really slacked off in the last year. I completely missed this trip, figuring out that I overlooked it when dumping pictures off my cell phone. I probably had it in my head that I went to Seattle and who cares about that? I go there all the time. In … Continue reading Victoria B.C., Seattle without the Hipsters
Jacksonville, Fla. There’s a beach there? Really?
It's been a long time since I've posted anything. Too long. But then again, I don't travel as much any more and the places I've been recently are repeats. So there's been little to blog about. So I have a new one this month, to a new place in a state I haven't been in … Continue reading Jacksonville, Fla. There’s a beach there? Really?
Colorado Springs…Oh, if I could only catch my breath…
"...and known to one and all for the way she sang a good song, oh, if she could only catch her breath." 'Tis, Frank McCourt. For reasons that aren't clear to me, my travel schedule tends to go in waves. By that I mean, I'll go nowhere for a long time, then I'll hit a … Continue reading Colorado Springs…Oh, if I could only catch my breath…
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