For those of you out walking this afternoon, I will miss seeing you, but I did my walk earlier than usual so as to avoid the so-called SNOW EVENT that looms over the afternoon hours. Excuse me … what exactly is a Snow Event, other than an inane use of the English language? Why not…
Now that I have mastered the process of posting the manuscript for NOT TO WORRY, I have decided to post it all at this time. In doing so, I will be able to free up my time to continue my regular blurb writing, and move on to new ventures. At the same time, I…
No one can convince me that there is not a miasma that permeates all medical waiting rooms, hospital corridors, and laboratory walls. After my extended stay in all of the above, I have come to realize that much of the effect is caused by abysmal choices of wallpaper, paint, carpet, and upholstery materials. This designer…
Some time ago I finished a book about my adventures in Cancer Land. The book is based on my original email updates, sent out over the course of my treatment for bladder cancer. Many of you felt that the updates should be made available to a wider audience. Indeed I have sent out feelers to…
Memory is an odd thing. After two years, the memory of going through chemotherapy has faded. I certainly recall that it was god-awful, and made me sicker than anyone ever really needs to be. But the actual physical feelings induced by heavy-duty chemicals coursing through my veins … those have faded. Chemo is now really…
Many of you know that I am a bladder cancer survivor. And like many other cancer survivors I live with the dregs of chemo sloshing around in my veins and capillaries. I also live with an Indiana pouch … a neo-bladder made to replace my original model … and it is a daily challenge…