me: I’m not sick, but I’m not well
The year was 1997, a bootleg copy of Where Have All the Merrymakers Gone? was in my CD player and I was a little too into this track… “I’m not sick but I’m not well, and it’s a sin to live so well.”
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The year was 1997, a bootleg copy of Where Have All the Merrymakers Gone? was in my CD player and I was a little too into this track… “I’m not sick but I’m not well, and it’s a sin to live so well.”
I was recently asked a question that no one’s asked me before about my cancer & treatment: Are you tired of talking about it yet? Short answer: no. Long answer: nooooooo. 🙂
Actually, it’s nowhere near that poetic or new romantic. To be honest, I’m ready to see the past year put in the ground. I’m just shy of a week away from my birthday and one gets into a state of reflection…
First things first, the Afterglow happy hour is still on this evening at Againn from 5-7 (or thereabouts). It’s just going to be technically premature now, but still happening. I went in yesterday afternoon, as usual, it was mentioned that...
In case you haven’t been following my twitter or Facebook account… I’m almost done with radiation therapy! Barring any complications, Tuesday will be my last day for treatment, the lesions have responded really well and are nearly gone with only...
Um… surprise hiatus? Yeah, sorry about that, but it’s been a bit of an exhausting few weeks with not much else going on to report.
Ok, not really.
I got a bit of a chuckle when reading this 5-year old story from The Onion, Man With Friend With Cancer ‘Going Through A Rough Time’
If you want the short version, I tweeted it last Friday: Very good news from the doctor.
…followed by a little a-n-c-e & r.
“Are you ok?” is a question I’ve had to answer a lot in over the past week. Well, yes and no…