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
Nice 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. <engineers!...shakes his head>
It couldn't have been *that* bad! ; )
(Stick around anyway.)
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. <grin>
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
As I often tell people, "On a good day I am at best a pessimistic
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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