Tag: Cancer diagnosis
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Tacos and Nazis
Getting from tacos to Nazis was easier than I thought. I didn’t have to look too hard for that connection. It found me. Tucson has over 1200 restaurants. Half of them serve tacos, many of which are food trucks scattered around the city. Having spent several winters in Tucson, my partner and I had ample…
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It All Started With A Large Bone
One of my all-time favorite movies recently made its way onto Amazon Prime. 2001 A Space Odyssey was released on April 2, 1968. Fifty-five years later, I still find it relevant. Having watched the movie at least 6 or 7 times, I was drawn to see it again. I was deeply moved by one of…
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I Stopped My Car To Listen
It has been a bit over four months since my diagnosis and treatment for colon cancer. My physician has proclaimed that I am in complete remission. I have shared my journey of diagnosis and healing in the blogs I have posted. I still carry a profound sense of gratitude for finding resolution and healing with…
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When The Right Door Opens
I rarely shop at Kohl’s. It is not a store that I am drawn to. Being a snowbird, I am always on the lookout for clothes I can wear in Tucson. Kohl’s was having an end-of-season sale. Pushing through my procrastination, I drove the eight-and-a-half miles to the store. As I opened the door to…
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When the Obvious Isn’t So Obvious
It’s a 45-mile drive from where I live to my girlfriend’s house. There has been a lot of road construction this summer, forcing me to take a longer than usual route. Last Thursday, I took Interstate 96 to Telegraph Road. At that intersection, a large yellow sign read “Need A Prayer.” Two men were sitting…
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Measure Twice Cut Once
When I was in my early twenties, I lived in a Yoga Ashram. We raised most of the food we ate. I was responsible for looking after a flock of chickens. As the number of people grew so did the number of chickens. It quickly became obvious that a new coop was needed. It was…
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Catching My Breath
The surgery to remove a cancerous tumor in my large intestine was five weeks ago. The initial diagnosis was the best I could have hoped for. The tumor was located in splenic flexure, an anatomical term that defines a location near the descending colon that is close to the spleen. The surgeon removed 13.5 inches…
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I Found A Potato In My Bed
My surgery was last week. Exactly four days ago. The procedure is called a colectomy. Considering the procedure’s complexity and the length of the surgery, my recovery feels easy. I was discharged after only two and a half days. I’m feeling tired and sore. Lined up on my kitchen counter are all the medications I…
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Come Stumble With Me
My surgery is 12 days away. In the last ten days, I have had four related hospital appointments and a lot of blood work to ensure I was up to a 3-hour procedure. The surgeon and the hospital wanted to make sure I knew what to expect both pre-and post-surgery. I felt seen and taken…
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Bigger Than a Bread Box, Smaller Than a Refrigerator Facing my Mortality
I have been smacked in the face by the reality of my life. I have always been healthy. At 69, my blood work is perfect. I don’t take any prescriptions. I eat well. I’m not overweight, and I am physically fit. I thought I was exempt from the diagnostic testing that, at my age, we…
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