The first thing that hit me was the smell. I almost gagged and actually felt a little light-headed walking into Huntsman. It’s the smell of the chemo room. I asked Patrick if he smelled it, but he didn’t. But for me, that Smell brings back memories of some pretty dark days. I couldn’t even go…
Livestrong
Ride for the Roses
Way back in 2002, I flew to Austin, TX for my first Ride for the Roses weekend. It’s a century (100 mile) bike ride for the Lance Armstrong Foundation. I called in every favor I could to meet and get a photo with Lance, and I did. The photo didn’t last the weekend (new digital…
Knowledge is Power
Once again, I am a reporter researching a subject, mining the internet, calling in favors, talking to experts. Only this time, the subject is me and the outcome won’t be a story on the 6 PM news. It’s the decision that will direct my trajectory for the next few months, and more soberingly, will affect…
Organizing the (soon to be) New Normal
Two weeks ago today, I was at Florida Hospital, getting what I now know was an 8x4x5 centimeter mass of nastiness taken out from behind my sternum. By this time of day, I was already well in to my post-anesthesia tossing-of-the-cookies and close to having Bugs Bunny Eyes. Thankfully, all of that passed fairly quickly….
Rerouting
You know how when you miss a turn that your Tom Tom or Garmin tells you to take, the device, after giving up on you, says it’s “re-routing?” That’s me now. My October was beautifully laid out with a race for the Ullman Foundation in Maryland, a trip to watch friends race Kona, my Livestrong…
Here we go again
It’s not a comforting thought, but I’m familiar territory . That 8cm mass is malignant right behind the sternum.. My cancer doc doesn’t think it’s left over from my first wrestling match with cancer. Comforting until you realize this is another “out of the blue” cancer.So far, here are the facts as I know or…