Posted On: October 10, 2017
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What a long, strange journey it’s been! In fact, it’s been so long, so strange, that I no longer bristle when people refer to cancer as a “journey.” Or when people butcher Grateful Dead lyrics…
Posted On: June 10, 2017
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My Harpo-Meets-Eraserhead era has ended, or at least gone to the bathroom. It’s too hot for such. And despite some good coaching from curly women, I had a hard time mastering Kinky Management. My lovely…
Posted On: May 4, 2017
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In this cancer Afterworld, life is sometimes a b*tch, but often bliss. Blissy vibes happened the night I threw a spontaneous “Survivor Party & Sing-Along” at Honey, a pal’s suave nightclub. Scores of friends showed…
Posted On: March 2, 2017
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Today my heart is anywhere warm and sunny. My body is stuck in Minnesota. And my ass is on the nearest horizontal surface. Because I’ve been hit with that fatigue everyone’s been warning me about…
Posted On: December 9, 2016
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Radiation feels a marathon. Side effects are in full bloom and making breathing an experiment in pharmaceuticals. Yet I’m staggering toward the finish line—sometimes even smug about my endurance. That’s a clue, right on cue,…
Posted On: November 29, 2016
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I’m pleased to report that radiation is now half over. Some caregivers whispered, “You’ll sail right through this,” while Dr. Ray and others warned of breathing difficulties, nasal-sludge discharge, and other side effects too rude…
Posted On: November 19, 2016
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The journey continues, rather like the band Journey’s songs that have everyone—toddlers, stadiums full of sports-fan losers, and the cast in the pilot, epic episode of Glee—singing, “Don’t Stop Believing” for decades now. I’ve finished…
Posted On: November 7, 2016
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That’s me—fearless, not spineless—as I prepped for my final Spinal Tap + chemo. No encores, please!
The C (Cancer? Comedy? Crap-ola?) campaign continues, much like this endless election, with ongoing opportunities for developing new, whimsical…
Posted On: October 24, 2016
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When this war is over, I as SO going back to hang out in the cemeteries of NOLA. (Photo by Baron Baron.)
It’s been 7 hours and 76 days… And 32 days since my last…
Posted On: September 23, 2016
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Dr. Nostril and I had another confab and cranial camera-probing yesterday. And he was again excited about what he didn’t see, “There is NO sign of that (golfball-sized) tumor in there!” he exclaimed as we…
