Midsummer Meander
After a brief but loving chiding I've received from a few close friends, here's an update. The chemotherapy and stem cell transplant didn't do the job. Cancer is unchanged in me, neither for better or for worse. The radiation last year slowed down the tumor in my chest, and no new ones have appeared. Turns out my cancer and bone marrow are just as stubborn as I am. Sometimes stem cell therapy doesn't work, they tell us. That was disappointing, to say the least. Pain is a constant companion, dulled at least by the medications they give me. Beginning in a few days, I begin weekly treatments, which could last the rest of my life. Or as long as we can afford them anyway. Don't get me started about politics and medical insurance please ;-) What goes through your mind when you learn the name of that thing which will probably end your story? Plenty. Such a combination of sorrow, depression, but also joy over the wonder of this earth, the things and people you've been ...