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Just in case
She clips the coupon for the HoneyBaked Ham, just in case And puts it in her purse, just in case At Target, she buys sweet candy and colorful baskets, just in case She dyes eggs, makes potato salad, arranges flowers just in case She tries to smile, just in case Continue reading
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Goodbye, Stephen Hawking
I’ve mentioned before that I use this blog mostly as a repository of things I want to remember since, you know, chemobrain. Here’s an example. I don’t know a black hole from a pot hole, but I know it mattered that he did. An extraordinary human (and fellow atheist) left us today. Thank you Stephen Continue reading
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Monday Notes
Dear Maizie: I hope you, Emma and Ellie are running through some soft, high grass and stopping to discover new smells. I hope the sun is shining on your velvet head. I hope you are eating those little cheese chunks you like and taking long naps under an old oak tree on your Coolaroo bed. Continue reading
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Shouldn’ta left your keys out, Pops
One summer, when I was 10 or 11, my older brother and I “borrowed” our father’s golf cart from the cart shed at the country club1. It was my brother’s idea. I was just along for the ride. Or not, as it turned out. (My father was playing golf at the time. He played golf Continue reading
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Cat scans
I was working on a post about the persistent, underlying, aggravating, self-absorbing fear that takes over your life when you have cancer, but I’ll save it for another day. I have quarterly CT/PET scans coming up in a couple of weeks, and I’m in the midst of fending off a little bout of “scanxiety.” It Continue reading
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Positively something
Before we get into the weeds, it occurs to me that I don’t usually post updates on my health status like most other cancer bloggers do. It feels a little like boasting to announce “Look at me! I’m NED!” (See Introvert below.) As if something I did is the reason for my good fortune. Especially Continue reading
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Memories
These days it’s hard to find a breath of fresh air in the midst of the suffocating, soul-sucking black cloud that engulfs us all 24-7; namely, Donald Trump and his syndicate of grifters, ghouls and goofballs. Between lung cancer and Trump-drama, good things sometimes get buried in my worry pile. I savor all the bright Continue reading
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Am I still here?
Well hell. It looks like it. In that case, might as well try a new look for the blog so you won’t notice that I haven’t written anything in a month. The Two Things page may not get updated anytime soon because now that a walking mental disorder and his presidential* shitshow have invaded our Continue reading
About Me
This blog started out as letters to my dog maizie but devolved into meaningless observations from a half-deaf cancer alumnus introvert navigating the noise you other people make.
DEARMAIZIE 