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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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We could use a little music, hm?
This morning I was dusting my computer keyboard with a cloth, pressing pretty hard on the keys, which opened up several apps at the same time. (“Apps.” They’re those things we used to call programs.) One of them was iTunes. My whole library of music started playing. I hadn’t listened to some of the songs… Continue reading
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Juxtaposition
Yesterday when I was goofing around with changing the theme on this blog, I took a break from my silliness and visited a few of the blogs I frequent. While reading, I found out another lung cancer blogger died. You get introduced to them through a shared condition. You get to know them and their… Continue reading
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When you don’t have enough to do
Or, actually, you do, but you’re not doing it. I’m trying to decide if I want to keep this blog, but that’s a post for another day. For now I’m playing with how the site looks. It’s called the theme in Web parlance. I used to be a Web developer when I was a real… 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
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And the winner is…
During treatment last year at MD Anderson, I passed many idle hours in various waiting rooms holding awards shows in my head, judging the bald pates of fellow cancer travelers. The Baldies. The Noggins. The GI Janes. I never settled on a name. I started with a single category of Best Shaped Head, but depending… Continue reading
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PTSD
Hey there. It’s been a while. My latest scans (September) were clear. Again. Another 3-month reprieve. I’m clear a year after my last chemo, 18 months after diagnosis. Not notable by lung cancer survival statistics, but considering I didn’t think I’d be around at all, it’s somethin’. I’m doing very well, aside from the pesky… Continue reading
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Gathering in
Long story short, more than a decade ago I had surgery that involved relieving pressure on several cranial nerves by a blood vessel. As a result of this procedure, I lost hearing in one ear, except for a constant whooshing sound. Hearing loss is devastating for some people. For me it is sensorially overwhelming and… 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 