Monday, June 25, 2007


Today I just read in the Ithaca Times that a friend of mine died of cancer last year. I had no idea that she even had cancer and today I'm reading about the one-year anniversary of her passing. It's an odd thing to get older and witness the passing of more and more people. It's always occurred to me that I would be "old" (what ever that means) before I or any of my peers might be diagnosed with cancer or any other degenerative disease for that matter. And with the culture of this country being so stand-off-ish about death, I guess it only makes sense that, even with my mom's honesty about such things, I wouldn't be prepared for the experience that death affords. Then again, who is prepared for such things.

Due to my choice of topic, I feel it necessary to let you know that I am doing great and even better,
I have not felt the tumor all day today.

And what does that mean in my world? Well, a few weeks ago, I began to feel the tumor every day. The feeling is similar to a stiff muscle - not a lot, but the feeling is definitely present. It was so much easier to deal with it when I couldn't feel it. Suddenly feeling it each day had me a bit anxious. Well, now it seems the opposite it happening. It seems that it could just be shrinking.


  1. I was listening to the radio this am and a children's book expert was ecstatic about some summer reads. I liked the part where she said the font got bigger as the dialog got louder. YEAH, FEEL THAT TUMOR DECEASE AND RESIST!

  2. From your mouth to God's ear!

  3. i'm doing a happy dance and visualizing that silly thing shrinkin' up withering away like an old raisin!
    : )