If this trip has taught me nothing else it is that I am really and truly dying.

And fading faster than I would have hoped.

...le sigh...

...since I no longer have the energy to do it for real ... he he ( Read more... )

... or the Universe or whatever it is you believe in ( Read more... )

I am back on my usual chemotherapy protocol. I got a call last night from my doctor's office that they wanted to see me this morning. Oh great - thinks me - What the hell did Moffitt tell them? Well, they had not yet heard from Moffitt but they wanted to get me back on track. And that is not necessarily a bad thing. So here are the bad things ( Read more... )

... I just want to say the following...

I MISS MY VOICES!!!

...waaahhhhhh...

I am sitting here at work with a heating pad on my back. And it feels good.

But the heating pad is the same one my father used 30 years ago when he was dying.

Hey!

At least it still works.

Pa-the-tic.

...le sigh...

Not that anyone ever RTFM but at this point I would read it ( Read more... )

Why hasn't anyone written a manual on how to live before dying?

I ain't worried about the dying part - I probably won't even be aware of anything at that point. Just give me oxygen and drugs and let me go.

But this living until dying thing ... Holy Crap!

Someone needs to write the friggin' Manual!

First of all ... I am home. I got sprung from the hospital on Sunday afternoon. The heart doctors decided I did not need to just hang around till Monday waiting for the ultrasound technologists. So I will have the ultrasound of my heart done on an outpatient basis after ( Read more... )

I want to get off.

Thanks.