Four Months In One Post It’s been a minute. That wasn’t intentional. We last left off at the end of March when I was getting ready for neck/throat radiation. When that started, I meant to blog about it. But that radiation really sucked, so I didn’t have the energy or desire to do much. And now all of a sudden it’s August. Oops. Let’s take a quick stroll down cancer treatment memory lane and then we’ll get to the PET results that determine if I live or die (only slight exaggeration). Removing the Last Bit of CancerIn December 2025 I…

I was 23 the first time I was “put under”. It’s a fun story to tell. I broke my wrist snowboarding (remember that one Big Shooter?). But that’s not the fun part. The fun part was when the orthopod walked in to my exam room. I was sitting on the exam table and my wrist x-ray was all lit up on the wall. He walked in and took a quick look at me to say good morning. And then he looked at my x-ray and yelled “Jesus!”. Now I never could find the good Lord in that x-ray. Maybe the…

*This blog is actually from March 11th. But it didn’t post so I’m sharing it now. I’ll also get another post out tonight about my surgery and how things are going. Not having a left thumb is wild. Busy, Busy, BusyLast week at this time the only thing on the agenda was the thumbectomy on Thursday. Then I got a few calls and sent in a few questions and all of a sudden the week lit up. PET Scan III had a PET scan in mid January. It was the one that revealed the polymorphous adenocarcinoma tumors in my neck…

I have some news to share. It’s something I’ve known about for a while now. I’ve just been holding it in. Somehow saying it out loud makes it a bit more real. But it will be really real in a few days, and there will be no hiding it. I’ve mulled this post over in my mind multiple times. How exactly do you introduce a topic like this? And maybe once you find out what the topic is, you won’t think this is a big deal at all. For me I think it’s the most daunting thing I’ve faced in…

I’ve been out of the hospital for a few days now. It’s all kind of a blur. And that’s not just the narcotics talking. Mostly because my narcotics don’t talk. They are more like the paint a pretty picture and stare at it narcotics than the kind that talk a lot and help you hit on an ephiphany every so often. Mostly the narcotics just make text a bit blurry and give me vivid dreams. Oh, and take the pain away for the most part. Taking away the pain is key. The PainDr. Sim, my ENT doctor, said post surgery…