So I guess I ought to say something. I’m pretty sick. Well, no… “pretty sick” implies I’ll get better, which I won’t. Cancer again. (Last time was seven years ago.) Two months ago a CAT scan came back clear. Last week the PET scan looked like a shotgun blast in my abdomen. About 20 tumors, mostly bone: shoulder, collar bone, ribs (several) Vertibrae (Several), hip bones. Some in my lungs, one about the size of a big lemon. Doing radiation now to shrink the ones that are crushing my sciatic nerve. The pain is quite extreme, but rad therapy should start giving relief in a few weeks. Maybe chemo after that, if the docs think it will buy me a bit more time. But it’s all palliative. We’re not talking about cures here. So why say anything? Seems fair…polite even. I mean it would be crappy if somebody asked why I wasn’t on facebook anymore and was told, “Oh, he died.” But except for the pain, I feel good. Sure, I can’t walk much any more and I’ve lost about 20+ pounds, but I’m calm and happy. I have great medical care and family support. The pain is less when I sit in my recliner, and I can still sleep well. If it didn’t hurt, I wouldn’t know I was sick. Now here are a few things you could do for me. 1. Thoughts, prayers and positive energy are always welcome. 2. Please don’t post “miracle cures” or tales of your great aunt, Tilly, who lived fifty years after diagnosis. 3. I love funny memes and such, but a little go a long way. 4. My spiritual life and relationship with God are just fine. Don’t worry about that. I don’t. So, there you go. I’ll probably post good news if any shows up. Thanks for being my friends.
Posted on: Sun, 22 Sep 2013 15:04:40 +0000
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