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Brain Tumor History And Other Rants
 
Friday, August 10, 2007  
Friday, August 10, 2007
rantings
8/6/07
I used to think how boring a wife and a house some pets and some kids would be for a life. When I was younger I had to grow up and have it different well 1. My raging hormones wanted tons of women. 2. I had to grow up and be rich, preferably a musician who would have ready access to said women. Some things got in the way as I came of age. 1. I did not have the self-discipline to learn music well enough (or the blessed natural talent), 2. Nor was I born with the looks for obtaining aforementioned harem of women. I wasted a lot of my years doing lots of time wasteful things. Hanging around other peoples bands, working part-time jobs, hanging out doing nothing a lot. It seems I got myself into a lot of things making me have a little working knowledge about a lot but mastering none, so basically I should have become a band manager but even those prospects were few and hard to find and the bands I knew didn't have talent, to make all of us rich. I always stayed interested in music though. I have been to countless concerts, own a monster music collection.

So I guess life slows you down. Some people keep up the speed, me I am a home body. My wife is the same way lucky for me, we both enjoy being around the house. We hardly ever go out to sit down and eat we never have. We have kind of encapsulated ourselves in our house in a way. We love our house and don't want for running around crazy. We both love to read books, how boring right? I do miss the convenience of being able to see some of our NJ friends more often, but I still try to keep some of them close with phone calls and email contact. That's not to say our door is ever closed to friends on the contrary it is always open.
People in Pa are weird, and I know weird. I mean I am no longer the hustle and bustle person that worked in NYC by far. I have slowed down but some people out here are truly back woods and reverse. Now I don't want to be back in NJ or anything we are very happy out here. Just realize it is a culture shock on some levels especially when you deal with PA life long residents, we are invading their country life so we are the ones that need to adapt. Part of my made up theory is the farther away from NYC you get the further back in time the people are. Everything happens in ..:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" />New York at least a year before anywhere else. Ever go to a mall in South Jersey they are 2 years behind New York in fashion.

8/8/07
Adversity comes in all shapes and sizes, colors and forms. Adversity doesn't schedule an appointment or show up invited (usually). Why talk about dealing with it who wants to have to hear about someone else's problems. Do you know how to handle all your own problems or a story to tell someone else having a problem? I guess that is a lot of what religion does is helps apply age old stories to modern situations, to show that problems always existed and will continue to exist so if you can learn how to constructively conquer them maybe you will learn a lesson from it. Life is a pain in the butt let's face it.
Then there are those with chronic complaining syndrome for no reason. Hypochondriacs, people that like to hear themselves talk you know the type let them wake up with cancer then they will have something to talk about.

8/10/07
I am back on the chemo regimen. Last night was one of those hangover you might be sick and aren't gonna sleep much, but damn is your body tired, nights. Pretty much not worth talking about I have been down this road before (4th time for this chemo protocol about a 4 month cycle), and hopefully this time next year I will be done with this program. So today I have been a big old lazy bastard usually I clean the house on Friday, not this one. Watched some TV, ate when I could fed the cats surfed the web not much else.
I still feel blessed I met my wife she is a rock for me and gets me, as much as I am a blabber mouth she is a listener and is tired of listening to the stories that I can remember. Now my challenge is to come up with stories she hasn't heard which requires more memory. I didn't have much from the womb and the radiation treatment took more of the little they gave me at the factory. That's why I never wanted to do drugs I actually needed the brain cells I came with.

4:21 PM

Monday, August 06, 2007  
8/6/07

I’m The Invisible Man

Yes it has been a long time since I posted anything. Do I have any drastic reason why? Nope part laziness I guess I haven’t written much of anything, and nothing to post. So here’s the highlight reel: We are married over a year now, Summer is almost over, no trips this year.

I learned a lot of things over time. Surely a sign of aging. People are transparent and transient. I have been away from work for a long time and no matter what I did in the time I was there the company succeeded before and after me. Now in corporate America that isn’t something that you can take personally, you make no real difference. It’s just some people think more of themselves than they really matter. And the really annoying ones just bitch and moan they don’t like the job, then do everyone a favor and get out. The best you can do is put yourself in a job you like and can walk in and out of and put your hours in for your little piece of the pie. There will usually be someone getting a bigger piece of that pie every week.

Now sales that is a challenge you write your own check. You can make a lot and the company adores you, and sometimes the cycle swings down and you get real nervous, you can never live on that high commission money making lifestyle. And then someone else is the sales pet. I myself was better at building relationship sales versus the meet and quick close as per say a car salesperson or an in home sales person.

But overall work is work, in a lot of ways it helps define you, and at my age I should be in the midst of a successful career. Take all that away and it actually affects your head. Especially if you worked in a social job like I had, now I socialize with the talk radio when I am home alone, so it doesn’t seem so quiet. I also have nothing much to talk about with average working folk. Not much new here, just surviving which is cool enough for me truthfully. I am not trying to gain sympathy it is just an experience that most people never get in life. It is the loneliness of old age at the wrong time in life. It doesn’t fit right. I got nothing to convey of my day to day experiences to someone working all the time. I guess that’s why I truly am the invisible man.

5:16 PM

Friday, May 11, 2007  
NBTF's Latest Press Release

PRESS RELEASE

IMPACT OF BRAIN TUMORS LEAVES MANY PATIENTS FINANCIALLY DESTITUTE

First study on financial impact of brain tumors paints a bleak picture for insured and employed patients

SAN FRANCISCO, CA, May 9, 2007 – A new study released by the National Brain Tumor Foundation, The Financial Impact of a Brain Tumor Diagnosis on Patients and Families, reveals that the financial impact for patients suffering from brain tumors is devastating and life-changing. The results of a yearlong survey of mostly middle-class patients and caregivers show conclusively that brain tumor-related expenses can force even educated, employed and well-insured patients to become financially destitute.

According to Harriet Patterson, MPH, Director of Patient Services for the National Brain Tumor Foundation (NBTF), patients can become financially ruined because of the high cost of treatment. “This survey, the first of its kind, is a wake-up call to alert us to the dramatic financial impact that patients and families face when diagnosed with a brain tumor,” said Patterson. “The high cost of treatment, even for insured individuals, coupled with their inability to work and obtain disability income leaves people financially strapped. And that debt continues not only during the treatment period, but for those unable to go back to work, throughout the rest of their lives.”

The survey showed that a startling 91% of patients were working and had insurance before being diagnosed. Despite this fact, many middle-income people had to borrow money from friends and family, max out credit cards, sell their homes and cars, declare bankruptcy and in some cases even become homeless because they couldn’t pay their bills.

“The brain is the center of thought and personality and much of an individual’s function,” explains Patterson. “Unlike other serious illnesses, tumors and their treatments often have severe impact that limits an individual’s ability to work, drive, socialize and more. The inability to return to work affects not only household income but the availability and affordability of health insurance coverage.”

Patterson went on to say that factors such as “designer” cancer drugs, which are often the protocol for treating malignant brain tumors, are very costly, and the regimen is frequently long-term, sometimes up to 24 months For patients with insurance coverage, the co-pays for these prescriptions can be more than $1,000.00 a month. Expenses like medications, physician visits, hospital bills, follow-up MRIs, supplements and services such as rehabilitation and transportation all add up.

The study also found that there are no systems currently in place to fill the gap and help patients who have insurance coverage. The National Brain Tumor Foundation’s Patient Help Fund is one of the few financial assistance programs available to help the brain tumor community fight the financial burden of this illness.

“The good news is that patients are being cured more often and are surviving longer,” said Dr. Paul Fisher, Associate Professor of Neurology at the Stanford University School of Medicine. “The bad news is that with every year of survival comes the unimaginable financial burden for patients and their families. The bottom line is that no one can afford to have a brain tumor.”

The nationwide survey, which began in the summer of 2006, generated response from 491 individuals – 277 patients and 214 caregivers. While more than 90 percent of those surveyed had insurance, the resulting debt drastically influenced the quality of life for the patients and their families.

The survey also revealed that disability insurance was extremely difficult to obtain for brain tumor patients, making the debt unmanageable. The extensive disability applications make it difficult for cognitively impaired patients to accurately complete the forms. This often results in denials on the first application - while those who are accepted must wait two years before receiving Medicare disability coverage. Thus patients often face long periods with no insurance.

“Brain tumors not only represent a medical crisis for patients and their families,” said Patterson, “but this study also shows that they represent a financial crisis as well.”


2:45 PM

Wednesday, May 09, 2007  

NIN

Right Where It Belongs

see the animal in his cage that you built?
are you sure what side you're on?
better not look him too closely in the eye...
are you sure what side of the glass you're on?

see the safety of the life you have built?
everything where it belongs...
feel the hollowness inside of your heart
and it's all right where it belongs...

what if everything around you isn't quite what it seems?
what if all the world you think you know is an elaborate dream?
and if you look at your reflection, is that all you want to be?
what if you could look right through the crack?
would you find yourself... find yourself afraid to see?

what if all the world's inside of your head?
just creations of your own...
your devils and your gods and the living and the dead
and you really are alone
you can live in this illusion
you can choose to believe
you keep looking but you can't find words
are you hiding in the trees?

what if everything around you isn't quite what as seems?

what if all the world you used to know is an elaborate dream?
and if you look at your reflection, is that all you want to be?
what if you could look right through the cracks?
would you find yourself... find yourself afraid to see?


5:15 PM

Thursday, May 03, 2007  

5/3/07

So today is our 11 month anniversary which means our big one year is one month away, we get to eat year old cake… Some highlights are: Bahamas honeymoon coming home to our old house being sold, then moving into our new house one month later. Which entailed moving states and fun dmv and change of address stuff. Well all has stabilized we are now picking out colors for the house to start painting it. Heather went back to school and rocked we are all very proud of her.

In hindsight it is a great life we are where we are supposed to be. We meant our vows then and always will. There is no doubt ever in my mind we are meant to be together. She is my support system, partner, equal, wife. And dammit she puts up with me. She accepted me unconditionally at a time when I didn’t think anyone could invest that much in this broken down old Ford. It has been all those songs that I always wanted to experience, she fits into like that piece of a puzzle I needed.

I can remember being with her and listening to songs and realizing she is the one, one day this song came on while Heather and I were driving and a light bulb went off in my hole in my head:

Kiss Of Life
» Sade

There must have been an angel by my side
Something heavenly led me to you
Look at the sky
It's the color of love
There must have been an angel by my side
Something heavenly came down from above
He led me to you
He led me to you
He built a bridge to your heart
All the way
How many tons of love inside
I can't say

When I was led to you
I knew you were the one for me
I swear the whole world could feel my heartbeat
When I lay eyes on you
Ay ay ay
You wrapped me up in
The color of love

You gave me the kiss of life
Kiss of Life
You gave me the kiss that's like
The kiss of life

Wasn't it clear from the start
Look the sky is full of love
Yeah the sky is full of love
He built a bridge to your heart
All the way
How many tons of love inside
I can't say

You gave me the kiss of life
Kiss of Life
You gave me the kiss that's like
The kiss of life

You gave me the kiss of life
Kiss of Life
You gave me the kiss that's like
The kiss of life

You gave me the kiss of life
Kiss of Life
You gave me the kiss that's like
The kiss of life

You wrapped me up in the color of love
Must have been an angel come down from above
Giving me love yeah
Giving me love yeah

You gave me the kiss of life
Kiss of Life
You gave me the kiss of life
The kiss of life

I love you Heather you rock my world. Thank you for every moment, we have a whole bunch of living to do.

Love,

Bob


1:48 PM

Tuesday, May 01, 2007  

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

something to think about

GEORGE CARLIN (His wife recently died...)
 
Isn't it amazing that George Carlin - gross and mouthy comedian of 
The 70's and 80's - could write something so very eloquent...and so 
Very appropriate.
 
A wonderful Message by George Carlin:
 
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings
But shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend 
more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses 
and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more 
degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts,

yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
 
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too
little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late,

get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
 
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk
Too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life.

We've added years to life not life to years.

We've been all the way to the moon and back,

but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor.

We conquered outer space but not inner space.

We've done larger things, but not better things.
 
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the
atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We 
plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait.

We build more computers to hold more information,

to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
 
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and
Small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the 
days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. 
These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality,

one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer,

to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window

and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you,

and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...
 
Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not
going to be around forever. Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe,

because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you,

because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.
Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but
most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes
from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that 
Person will not be there again. Give time to love, give time to speak!

And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the
Moments that take our breath away.

1:24 PM

Tuesday, April 24, 2007  
4/24/07

Where you at?

4/24/07


I have been the ultimate blog slacker. I have had blogs floating around in my head and I just don’t post them. But are you really missing being inside my head? I mean really. The weather has finally broken and it has been great to be outside. In 5 or so weeks I will have been married a whole year. Kick ass. All my MRI health stuff has been coming up clear which is great, I start another round of chemo on May 1st. I had a birthday April 12, 34 now. So I haven’t written and neither have some of you. I have written to some of you and some didn’t write back. And on Myspace would the Bulletin whores stop I mean promote your band, tv show etc. But to post up to 3 bulletins a day because you can’t decide your cereal in the morning. I know I should just drop them if I don’t want to see it. Myspace is a sick cult dammit. Global warming final comment from me: yes there are some responsible steps we can all take: Al Gore’s house’s energy consumption= 20 average households. John Kerry has a fleet of SUV’s, Sheryl Crow has 2 tour buses 2 semi’s and several vehicle’s on tour. Oh you and me no more 20 trips for everything knock a bunch out on one trip. OK ice age was a long time ago, newsflash the globe has been warming up since or else we would be back in an ice age and most of that warming took place before cars, the industrial revolution etc..


5:46 PM

Sunday, April 08, 2007  
I got a friend named Whiskey Sam
He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam
He said is my country just a little off track
Took 'em twenty-five years to welcome me back
But, it's better than not coming back at all
Many a good man
I saw fall And even now,
every time I dream I hear the men
and the monkeys in the jungle scream

Drive on, don't mean nothin'
My children love me , but they don't understand
And I got a woman who knows her man
Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on

I remember one night,
Tex and me Rappelled in on a hot L.Z.
We had our 16's on rock and roll
But, with all that fire,
was scared and cold
We were crazy, we were wild
And I have seen the tiger smile
I spit in a bamboo viper's face
And I'd be dead , but by God's grace

Drive on, don't mean nothin'
My children love me, but they don't understand
And I got a woman who knows her man
Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on

It was a real slow walk in a real sad rain
And nobody tried to be John Wayne
I came home, but Tex did not
And I can't talk about the hit he got
I got a little limp now when
I walk Got a little tremolo when
I talk But my letter read from Whiskey Sam
You're a walkin' talkin' miracle from Vietnam

Drive on, don't mean nothin'
My children love me, but they don't understand
And I got a woman who knows her man
Drive on, don't mean nothin', drive on

8:46 PM

Tuesday, March 13, 2007  

In April, Maya Angelou was interviewed by Oprah on her 70+ birthday.

Oprah asked her what she thought of growing older.

And, there on television, she said it was "exciting." Regarding body changes, she said there were many, occurring every day...like her breasts.

They seem to be in a race to see which will reach her waist, first.

The audience laughed so hard they cried. She is such a simple and honest woman, with so much wisdom in her words!

Maya Angelou said this:

"I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow."

"I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights."

"I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life."

"I've learned that making a 'living' is not the same thing as 'making a life'."

"I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance."

"I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw some things back."

"I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision."

"I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one."

"I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone.

People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back..."

"I've learned that I still have a lot to learn."

"I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel."


6:19 PM

 
3/13/07
The Hex

People that have the hex will understand. People that don’t are the others. Since 10/11/99 I have known the hex. 10/11/99 I found out I had a monster attacking my brain. And from that point forward I became someone with a hex, not an other. From that point on I was Bob The Brain because of a brain tumor. It was a random act of misery. There are people that get the same invitation to the hex club everyday. And when the radiation took my hair then it was a visual cue to me and the others. Since moving to Pa, I have heard about someone’s wife, father, ex-husband, family co-worker, and a few others that I am forgetting I am sure, all that have passed or fighting the brain hex. It is almost spookey to be around all these people and almost inspirational, I think the others that have been affected by this monster might be happy to talk to someone that is here and alive. I am a hex survivor, although I did have that dream last night that I was back in the hospital.


5:50 PM

Friday, February 23, 2007  

2/23/07

One good thing about music is that when it hits you you feel no pain

O.A.R.

OK I meant to catch up earlier so now you are just getting the cliff notes version.

Snow started 2/13 (Tuesday)

Our street wasn’t plowed until 2/16 (Friday)

Yes we were ice locked onto our block for that whole time. Heather couldn’t get to school and I had to break up our 80 foot driveway with a spade shovel sections at a time.

It sucked.

This past Monday I went to the doctors office, a rescheduled appointment from last Thursday when we couldn’t get out (see above).

Tuesday I went back to the hospital for a chemo injection. Drama started here. Now I have spent way too many hours at these places. So it isn’t so stressful. But, I was talking with a man next to me and my left arm had a little seizure probably like 10 seconds or so. I was the only one that knew at the time but it freaked me out. I haven’t had anything in 2 years.

Now the first question is why?

Well the answer is not simple, or it is if you look at the real answer no one knows.

  1. I am doing chemo which compromises your bodies ability to keep adequate levels of my anti-seizure meds in my system.
  2. Could have been some stress
  3. They just took my blood pressure on that arm it could have triggered it
  4. I have been slowly lowering one of my medications and it could have been that.
  5. My MRI’s have been clear it shouldn’t be anything under the hood.
  6. No one knows

Needless to say I have been just relaxing at home since I got home from that appointment.


5:22 PM

Wednesday, February 21, 2007  
The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong in the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.
Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms, 1929
I still need more healthy rest in order to work at my best. My health is the main capital I have and I want to administer it intelligently.
Ernest Hemingway
Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.
Ernest Hemingway
quotes:
I made a deal with my conscious if my conscious didn’t bother me then I sure wouldn’t bother my conscious.

I want you to rock me like my back aint got no bone

original ones:
We wake up staring out of our own eyes all day, and judge the world without having seen the world from others eyes.

Friendship is not giving someone a dollar and expecting 6 quarters in return.

Everything happens for a reason, but no one ever tells you who knows the reasons. And why the hell can’t I pick some of the stuff that happens to me!

Who's in charge of me, me.

Hey you never have to agree with someones choices in life, remember Baskin Robbins has 31 flavors, this applies to a ton of stuff.

6:09 PM

Wednesday, February 07, 2007  

2/7/07

Man so many years I fumbled the ball. I feel like I dabbled in a lot of things but was never really good at any of it.

You ever just wonder what was my calling supposed to be? I mean I played instruments, but never fluid.

I am still a bad driver but better than I once was.

I am not interested in sports in conventional ones I quit early, I think after I caught a pop up fly in little league practice with my nose.

Then I was into BMX racing, and skateboarding. The racing I dabbled in, the skateboard I couldn’t do a trick on Halloween.

I don’t know you name it from High School through college I did a tour of the worlds worst jobs. I pumped gas, worked in the mall, worked in warehouses I worked in factories I worked in retail sales on commission. None of my jobs were glamorous.
Out of college I never truly got into the record industry that has been bleeding since I left college.

If it wasn’t for I tunes turning retail sales around the record industry would be even worse now. They used to call the web a phase. Now people have sounded the death knell for compact discs. So nothing truly lost there I would have just been downsized along the way.

Post college I had a decent run in radio syndication, a year in an indie label back to radio syndication where I still was making crumbs until I got into the sales end. There I got to travel every other week, see cities I would have not seen otherwise. I was about middle of the pack, not top sales dog by any means. But I held my own.

Then comes the saga of how I was laid off 3 times by the same company for all intensive purposes, it was sold twice so it wasn’t owned by the same people. Twice it was while I was out on disability. So those don’t technically count but they happened. So I was supposed to be hired over to the other department but the management passed on me they wanted somebody they could control and was new.

Ironically enough they called me for a position a couple months later. I worked with them for a year then had to go back out on disability for 19 months.

So I was out of work again. And while I was on disability they called me to lay me off Truth be told they wanted me to come into the city so they could lay me off. I said no so they did it over the phone. I cussed them out, professionally of course.

It was all part of a big down size company sell off so there were a bunch of people that were cut. Then they started calling us back one by one when they needed new staff.

So I went back again lasted 6 months this time, then went out sick on disability again. After 12 months I was taken off the books.

So I have been off for 25 months now. And now I am working on my health.

Life takes turns like a river our control over it? It depends on the situation and timing.  People come and go and some come back again.  
Don’t let it get you to down
My body is borrowed
yeah, i got it on loan
for the time in between my mom and some maggots

Hey my journey has gotten me to a great position in life.

During the last several years Heather has become my guide.

Personal Jesus

Your own, personal, Jesus

someone to hear your prayers,

someone who cares

Your own, personal, Jesus

someone to hear your prayers,

someone who's there

Feeling unknown

and you're all alone,

flesh and bone,

by the telephone,

lift up the receiver,

i'll make you a believer

Take second best,

put me to the test,

things on your chest,

you need to confess,

i will deliver,

you know i'm a forgiver

Reach out and touch faith

Reach out and touch faith

Your own, personal, Jesus

someone to hear your prayers,

someone who cares

Your own, personal, Jesus

someone to hear your prayers,

someone to care

Feeling unknown

and you're all alone,

flesh and bone,

by the telephone,

lift up the receiver,

i'll make you a believer

i will deliver,

you know i'm a forgiver

Reach out and touch faith

Reach out and touch faith

Reach out and touch faith

Reach out and touch faith


9:36 PM

Thursday, February 01, 2007  
2/1/07

So last night was a better night. I only took one chemo pill and not 2. So Heather and I both got a decent nights sleep. I still felt a bit nauseous during the night but I did not get sick so it was tolerable. I woke up stronger today and was able to do a little more. No marathons yet but I never did them before so no difference there. I need to get some snacks that I can eat at the store this weekend. I still am wineing about this diet. I will make it through and I have a bottle of wine waiting for the end of it.

4:43 PM

Wednesday, January 31, 2007  

1/31/07

Last night was the night that never ended.

We went to the doctor’s office in the afternoon. I got my one chemo injection there. I wasn’t feeling to bad a little tired but what no biggie. We got home ate dinner. Then I took my anti-nausea pill. Then chemo watched a little TV with Heather during all of this. She was studying. I passed out about 11:30. Heather watched a little more TV. I got up because nature called at almost 2 am. I woke up again at 2:30 feeling nauseous and sweaty well not a good sign. I popped another pill well to late the game was on. To save your physical well being I will spare the throw by throw, but this went on until 6:30 am I lost count around the 7th or 8th trip. It had to be 10 plus times of multiple gut wrenching throws. Never before in the history of my treatment, and we know I got history, have I experienced this much suffering non-stop. Finally around 6:30 am it must have subs-sided and I passed out until 8 am. I couldn’t even lift my head. It felt like I was crushed into the mattress. Everything hurt. I popped another pill ate a couple crackers sipped a little water, took my seizure med’s and got up for a couple minutes barely able to move. You know that punched in the stomach feeling? I still have it now. I waited until 9am and made a few phone calls to my doctors. I got new anti nausea that melt on your tongue so you don’t have to wait for it to break down and tonight I am just going to try one chemo pill. I can’t go through another night like that. I tell you those are quitting night’s right there. Needless to say Heather got no sleep either and still had to function today. She is my support system, and helps keep on top of me. So today I rested up for my rematch tonight. Chemo is one of the shittiest things that can happen to ya.


5:20 PM

Monday, January 29, 2007  

1/29/07

So tomorrow I am starting the 2nd and 3rd drugs of my new chemo round. I started the first one last Tuesday. I felt sick for a couple days. I don’t know how I will feel after tomorrow. The pills I take for 2 weeks and I have to maintain a specific diet for 2 weeks after that. I am not thrilled about having to watch what I eat for a month so I don’t get an allergic reaction. Chemo sucks but every family has a junkie that’s sick in my family it’s me. The treatment can’t be easy to survive. It’s like having to walk up hill to school both ways. Heather is really helping me and will make sure I get through this ok. Hey dig on waiting to feel better. They make medicine to make you feel better, but it mess’s with your digestion system. So it is a balance system to try to juggle. You never get it right but you try. To balance one drug you need to take 2 different drugs to counteract it’s side effects. The first drug has side effects so you take the 2nd one before you take that one. Then the first drug to help the second one has side effects so you take the third. Welcome to my nightmare.


7:43 PM

Friday, January 12, 2007  
1/12/07

Thinking

1/12/07

What do I got? Well several doctor appointments I had to reschedule. The team I was trying to establish of doctors in Pa to work with my New York ones at this point I think I have learned I think I just need to work with the New York ones. Trying to keep communication flowing between them is virtually impossible. I had another MRI on the 2nd . So I have basically given up on anyone other than my specialists in New York. To much work coordinating it all.

Man I miss some things so bad. And some people I don’t miss at all. My motorcycle I miss. Ex-friends that think I changed I am over you. I mean I moved to a new house in a neighboring state with my wife. I changed zip codes and have a wife that is my best friend and makes me happy. If that is a bad change then what the hell do you call good? I mean hell I am still alive after all these years, and crazy. I got a hole in my head to prove it. I wish no-one had to wake up scared everyday for their health to remain stable. I especially pray for sick children not to suffer. The scariest part is seeing children that don’t know any other way than their fate. Man you think because your McDonalds order got screwed up you got problems? I don’t think so.

I would say that I wish none it ever happened to me but that is weak. It has made me a better person. I am stronger mentally, spiritually and can relate to the darkness that befalls people. And in the bigger picture it is the path that led me here, and I have made some great friends along the way including my wife. I still got some great close friends some others that I need to have closer. But I know the ones in spirit that I don’t get to talk to. I Re-connected with some friends from my past that I am happy about really great people. Life is good but is always cloudy remember that. Life will always be a curving road where you can never see to far in front of you so take it easy.

5:41 PM

Thursday, January 04, 2007  
Johnny Cash Last song ever written
Like The 309

it should be a while before i see dr. death
so it would sure be nice if i could get my breath
well i'm not the crying nor the whining kind
'till i hear the whistle of the 309
of the 309, of the 309
put me in my box on the 309

take me to the depot, put me to bed
blow an electric fan on my gnarly old head
everybody take a look, see i'm doing fine
then load my box on the 309
on the 309, on the 309
put me in my box on the 309

hey sweet baby, kiss me hard
draw my bath water, sweep my yard
give a drink of my wine to my jersey cow
i wouldn't give a hootin' hell for my journey now
on the 309, on the 309

i hear the sound of a railroad train
the whistle blows and i'm gone again
it will take me higher than a georgia pinestand back children, it's a 309
it's a 309, it's a 309
put me in my box on the 309

a chicken in the pot and turkey in the corn
ain't felt this good since jubilee morn
talk about luck, well i got mine
as me comin' down like a 309

write me a letter, sing me a song
tell me all about it, what i did wrong
meanwhile i will be doing fine
then load my box on the 309
on the 309, on the 309
goin' to get out of here on the 309

1:11 PM

Monday, January 01, 2007  
1/1/07

Bob Dylan
The Ballad of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest

Well, Frankie Lee and Judas Priest,
They were the best of friends.
So when Frankie Lee needed money one day,
Judas quickly pulled out a roll of tens
And placed them on a footstool
Just above the plotted plain,Sayin',
"Take your pick, Frankie Boy,
My loss will be your gain.
"Well, Frankie Lee, he sat right down
And put his fingers to his chin,
But with the cold eyes of Judas on him,
His head began to spin.
"Would ya please not stare at me like that," he said,
"It's just my foolish pride,
But sometimes a man must be alone
And this is no place to hide.
"Well, Judas, he just winked and said,
"All right, I'll leave you here,
But you'd better hurry up and choose
Which of those bills you want,
Before they all disappear."
"I'm gonna start my pickin' right now,
Just tell me where you'll be.
"Judas pointed down the road
And said, "Eternity!"
"Eternity?" said Frankie Lee,
With a voice as cold as ice.
"That's right," said Judas Priest,
"Eternity,Though you might call it 'Paradise.'"
"I don't call it anything,
"Said Frankie Lee with a smile.
"All right," said Judas Priest,
"I'll see you after a while.
"Well, Frankie Lee, he sat back down,
Feelin' low and mean,
When just then a passing stranger
Burst upon the scene,
Saying, "Are you Frankie Lee, the gambler,
Whose father is deceased?
Well, if you are,
There's a fellow callin' you down the road
And they say his name is Priest."
"Oh, yes, he is my friend,
"Said Frankie Lee in fright,
"I do recall him very well,
In fact, he just left my sight."
"Yes, that's the one," said the stranger,
As quiet as a mouse,
"Well, my message is, he's down the road,
Stranded in a house.
"Well, Frankie Lee, he panicked,
He dropped ev'rything and ran
Until he came up to the spot
Where Judas Priest did stand.
"What kind of house is this," he said,
"Where I have come to roam?"
"It's not a house," said Judas Priest,
"It's not a house . . . it's a home.
"Well, Frankie Lee, he trembled,
He soon lost all control
Over ev'rything which he had made
While the mission bells did toll.
He just stood there staring
At that big house as bright as any sun,
With four and twenty windows
And a woman's face in ev'ry one.
Well, up the stairs ran Frankie Lee
With a soulful, bounding leap,
And, foaming at the mouth,
He began to make his midnight creep.
For sixteen nights and days he raved,
But on the seventeenth he burstInto the arms of Judas Priest,
Which is where he died of thirst.
No one tried to say a thing
When they took him out in jest,
Except, of course, the little neighbor boy
Who carried him to rest.
And he just walked along, alone,
With his guilt so well concealed,
And muttered underneath his breath,
"Nothing is revealed.
"Well, the moral of the story,
The moral of this song,
Is simply that one should never be
Where one does not belong.
So when you see your neighbor carryin' somethin',
Help him with his load,
And don't go mistaking Paradise
For that home across the road.

Johnny Cash

Help Me

Lord, Help me walk
Another mile, just one more mile;
I'm tired of walkin' all alone.
Lord, Help me smile
Another smile, just one more smile;
You know I just can't make it on my own.
I never thought I needed help before;
I thought that I could get by - by myself.
Now I know I just can't take it any more.
With a humble heart, on bended knee,
I'm beggin' You, please, Help Me.
Come down from Your golden
And throne to me, to lowly me;
I need to feel the touch of Your tender hand.
Remove the chains of darkness
Let me see, Lord let me see;
Just where I fit into your master plan.
I never thought I needed help before;
I thought that I could get by - by myself.
Now I know I just can't take it any more.
With a humble heart, on bended knee,
I'm beggin' You, please, Help Me.

Johnny Cash

God's Gonna Cut You Down

You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler,
The gambler,
The back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news
My head's been wet with the midnight dew
I've been down on bended knee talkin' to the man from Galilee
He spoke to me in the voice so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet
He called my name and my heart stood still
When he said, "John go do My will!"
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler,
The gambler,
The back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand
Workin' in the dark against your fellow man
But as sure as God made black and white
What's done in the dark will be brought to the light
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler,
The gambler,
The back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down

8:57 PM

 
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