I don’t know if I could express my own emotions and feelings about my life on this side of atheism any better than this podcast host could in describing his listeners. If you’d like to know the current me a little better, listen to the end. I guess attempt to find comfort that my story isContinue reading “To Those Who Escaped the Maze”
On April 25 of this year, I added a brief comment to the description of my photo-of-the-day entry, “Was rescanned this afternoon. Still cancer-free.” My particular cancer, Myxoinflammatory Fibroblastic Sarcoma, has a high recurrence rate and spreads quickly, so I will be scanned multiple times a year for the rest of my life. I probablyContinue reading “Two Weeks of Four Weeks to Live”
“How can you be so calm?” “If I were you, I’d lose it.” This flavor of comment are my life-long companions. Maybe because Canadian. Maybe religious upbringing. Maybe a rational nature. Or maybe entirely a laughably inconsistent protective exoskeleton construction. “Doctor Banner, now might be a good time for you to get angry.” “That’s my secret, Captain:Continue reading “Slam Blogetry – Fury Road”
Today marks five weeks since the surgery to remove cancer from my body, and about three weeks since I wrote a blog about it foolishly including “part one” in the title. In the eyes of some, this meant that a part two should follow. My capacity to obligate myself is quite impressive, if I do sayContinue reading “Post-Op — Part Two (A One-Armed Man Did It)”
I received this thoughtful message from Andrew, a man with whom I share much superficial and substantive common background, as a reply to my comment on his Facebook share (social media buzz!). I am placing it here, with permission, for my own reflection. I find this absolutely flabbergasting. How is it that in all your yearsContinue reading “A Little Signpost”
This morning I finished the last of my radiation treatments. As I described earlier, each of the ten sessions had me laying front-down on a metal slab with my hand clamped down in a three-phase apparatus. I had a technician take some pictures for me one day, which you can see above. My sister, theContinue reading “Zap to it”
I do not love everyone I hate. I do not hate everyone I love. Those who found their way to the overlap middle are they who define, shape, shatter and grind the million-pieces-of-a-man you find on the floor today. Center-most in the union is me.