Hey Gang:
It is Day 37 in the hospital and counting. Just got myself hooked up to the internet, e-mail, etc. via wi-fi in the past few days thanks to my brother who has loaned me a wi-fi machine.
I have stared a blog for those who want to follow me along my journey down this road of leukemia treatment.
Hot damn, Bob! I was getting to the point of calling your office to see how you were doing, but I couldn't quite figure out how to tell the person on the other end that I'm a guy you know through Usenet, and no, I've never met you, then start asking all sorts of personal questions about how you were doing. That's pretty weird behavior even in my book!
I just read the last couple of entries in your blog - you're a blogger, Bob?! Say it ain't so! ;) I have about three hours to do a day's work, so I'll have to read the rest of your entries later tonight. Glad to hear about the remission.
BTW, it was eerily quiet around here. Mostly Don talking to himself. ;)
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real URL:
Bob Morris>Hey Gang:
The URL Bob posted
I think it's safe to assume that if Bob had wanted to post the other link, he would have. I'm sure he had his reasons so just let it be.
RNice to hear from you Bob. I've read your blog, and have a 'bone to pick' with your writing:
You describe two rounds of chemotherapy with all the drama of doing some arm curls at the gym... "Day 4, day 5, day 6, day 7...last day!" indeed! Then, after each round, there's "Not much to report." for about a week. It reads like the hourly log of a security guard waiting for the end of his shift.
It couldn't have been *that* bad! ; )
(Stick around anyway.)
The link didn't work for me. I had to reconstruct the URL
The tiny URL worked for me....
Hmm, maybe my old machine...maybe my dialup?
Michael:
Mostly I wrote that as a space holder, but also because I failed to take notes during the chemo process. There is a thing called "chemobrain" which affects one's short term memory. So, if I didn't write it down, the information is probably lost to the sands of time.
I can tell you that I did not suffer the more severe side effects of chemotherapy, including loss of appetite, nausea, diarrhea, etc. I lost my beard of 25+ years and most of what was left of my already thinning hair, but that is about it.
Also, I now have some "permanent" implants, which I refer to as "chest jewelry". These are the Hickman Catheters mentioned in my blog. I look at this as the next wave in body piercings, so that for once in my life I am ahead of the fashion curve.
Like I said, it reads like a (sleeping) security guard's report. I thought you were just being 'brave' and sparing us the gory details...
Not so bad. Some girls like their guys 'smooth'.
Sounds like you have been 'assimilated' Resistance is futile.
Hmm, this sounds probably for the best and wil make you more kissable.....
Shine the dome with a little 40* SPF
May you be kept safe.
Galina
How about a glam-shot of you looking over your shoulder all hooked up and in hospital drag and a laptop in your lap with alt.arch on the screen and a curious nurse in the background? ;)
Cool-- you beat me to the blogiverse (I'll probably go with the [I think] open source Wordpress).
Thanks for the privileged view whatever you decide to upload. Consider it bookmarked.
Richard
Bob Morrison wrote in news: snipped-for-privacy@57g2000hsv.googlegroups.com:
I was wondering where you were. Lame as it sounds, I'll keep you in my, well, prayers for lack of a better word...
- Kris K.
Kris:
I know what you mean. The situation I'm in will either make a believer out one or will drive a person to the opposite sort of opinion.
As I often tell people, "On a good day I am at best a pessimistic agnostic."
Hmm, Bob Morrison,
Praying for you. I don't care if you're a believer. I am, so....neka Bog te blagoslovi/ May God bless you! He already has, from what I have heard.
You cant hide from us bob we know where you are and we will come get you if we have to
best wishes alt.building.construction
Cookie-doo Dynamoo:
Bob Morrison wrote in news: snipped-for-privacy@i38g2000prf.googlegroups.com:
It's something of a kick in the head, sentience...
I've seen my share of occurrances that seemed unexplainable (and I'm a skeptic by nature, and on top of that, trained in the sciences, so it takes a lot for something to seem unexplainable to me); but there also is always that factor of "maybe I just didn't have all the facts". So I vacillate between complete skepticism, and beleif in some sort of spiritual plain (but that is no way a belief in any given religion - religion is merely the creation of human beings).
Over and above that, tho', I've also *had* at least 3 personal experiences that continue, to this day, to defy explanation, and one no matter how much I've tried to shred and digest it, so it's impossible for me to be a strict atheist. I therefore do have my own sort or manner of "prayer" which, tho' not of the sort which would "pass muster" with preachers or priests or other hierophants, are nonetheless core things, sparks I can't extinguish. Such as they are, they are offered...
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