Chemo Man asks "WHY"

Why Would a Mother do this to her son?

I have never been a parent nor would I presume to be able to think like a "Mom", But what the…………? Perhaps in some lonely twisted recess of her mind she devised a way to satisfy her longing for second daughter (who wants three boys?) and stumbled over the edge. I can only wonder about this so I’ll take this to my grave!


Wow! I'm a Boy



If the impulse for a second daughter was this strong why not borrow one, or get a Dog-or years of therapy. It worked for me! How many guys can boast their first biggest revelation in life was to discover they were really a boy.

Oh my God! At least she didn’t name me Sue!
So what do I say about this?

Thanks Mom!!!

Ya Done Good. Don’t change! I love you!

Ok…..so I had years of issues but it gave me a vision to push forward to become a Himalayan mountain climber thanks to some help from my best friend John!

The Vision Lives On!

It's Chemo Man!

A day in the life of-

"Chemo Man"

Chemo Man doesn't look like a cancer patient but  inside he feels like this.  A bit of a stratus dweller these days-thanks to some really fine drugs!

I look back and wonder how I could have enjoyed endless days of this.  Youth is waisted on the young

I'm out there Jerry and I'm loven it!

Chemo Man starts his day at 4:00 AM so he gets a chance to think straight a few hours a day before he heads off to the hospital.  Just about the time he starts his first buzz of the day he meets

THE TUBE



Suddenly Chemo Man is launched into a new episode of "Star Trek". Discovering new worlds and new civilizations is all fine and well-but new life forms?
I don’t think so.  In some distant galaxy Chemo  Man gets discovered by-

Mr. Mask

Now Mr. Mask wondered what manor of life form it just encountered and decided to do a prob. One of its tentacles slithered up my nose and into my brain. It must have felt sorry for me and we’ve been friends ever since.
 

All of us Chemo Guys want to get back to some kind of normal routine and Chemo Man is no different. He sets out after his morning adventure and walks 3 miles to his work place-Vassar College. The second best part of Chemo Guys day is to relax in the dinning hall and spin wool. Now what guy wouldn’t want to do this?  Sometimes people even come and talk to me!

Minding my own business one afternoon an UN-named assailant tried to plant this sign on a table near me. Without revealing his identity I will say he does payroll for central dinning in an office only occupied by one other person and his initials are JL.

Thanks JL!  You made my Day!

Lets get started!

Richard Pryor once said, "When you’re on fire, people get out of your way".
How true! When you’re bald, thinner and a bit sickly looking sales people go out of their way. Something I’ve noticed these days…
Dennis Kloepping! Thank you! You inspired me to get moving on this blog. The respect I felt you had for my approach to dealing with my cancer touched my heart and for this I’m truly thankful.

I love life and the life that I’ve lived! This is the same as saying that I love God and the life he gave me-a life he stayed very close to these last 36 years in spite of me. My excellent adventure in life wouldn’t have been possible without God. Therefore….I stand true to my heart when I say that I love death and the new life it will bring. This is the foundation of my life and my next great adventure.  This theme will be woven into all my blogs.

It wasn’t until an alien creature was chopped out my brain that I began to realize my own version of "it’s a wonderful life" Perhaps a divine purpose?
Viewing death as I do these days I’m experiencing a heightened sense of life and my heart grows softer by the hour. I question-did my life make a difference? When I read letters like this one written by my friend Grace I begin to wonder 

Dear Don,

Judy called & told me about you. Don, I am so sorry.

I remember good times with you. I'll never forget when we were having our MG classes at lunchtime when you would come over & give all the ladies chocolate. I love chocolate & looked forward to it.

Also, will never forget that delicious dinner you made for Teresa & me & that heavenly chocolate cake. Don, I had such a good time that night. And remember we had toured the yard & the weather was fine & then when Teresa & I left to go home it was a blizzard. I had never driven in snow (being from Kentucky) & I was scared half to death. Don't know how I made it home.

And again, what a wonderful time you, Teresa, Judy & me had going to the Goshen Gardens & having the church's delicious lunch. What a great day we had that day. We stopped at Dunkin -Do-nuts on the way back & Teresa felt like she was too good to get anything there. lol

I'll never forget you telling me you didn't like my blue hydrangeas. How dare you not like my blue hydrangeas. lol

And the time we were meeting for lunch at the Restaurant over by the Airport on376--got there & it was closed that day & we ended up at some greasy pizza place at Red Oaks Mill & still had a great time together. We always had a good time together.

And the times we ate dinner at the Restaurant in Rhinebeck after working in the gardens at the fairgrounds. Memories Don. there are many memories. I have missed you & wished you had not left the Master Gardeners.

I will keep you in my thoughts & prayers.

Grace

Thanks for the memories!

To all my Master Gardening friends-I'm sorry I failed.  I guess it just had to be.  You all added so much to my life.

Until Tomorrows Blog

First day of the rest of my life

I'm sitting back this evening trying to think through a rather drug induced state of mind (legal of course) what it actually means to Blog. I don't fit in to the main stream age of Blogger's so I'm playing catch-up rather quickly. I’m one of so many that got the "BAD NEWS"-the big "C" word. Woo-is-me! Grab the sackcloth and ashes quick! I was soon to learn that bad news could get worse.

During my recovery I was to learn that the tumor removed from my brain look suspicious.  Looked What?

To any and all who have experienced the lovely negative side effects of Prednisone-God bless you! It drove me nuts-so much so that I insisted my surgeon call me to explain just what a suspicious brain tumor is. In his words it is an aggressive cancer that is treatable but not curable.

By-See Ya-Got to Go! To much information for a mind full of Prednisone! My little demons chimed in all at once, You’re cookies, toast, and remember-no smoking just for fun!

A few days later the jury was in. I have a glioblastoma multiforme type tumor and yes, I’m toast! I’m hoping for year.

This isn’t a story of doom and gloom-not for me. This story is why I believe my life has been an excellent adventure and why it continues to be an excellent adventure.