An adaptation of a great line from one of my favorite movies keeps rolling around in my head after finding out that, guess what? My disease is NOT not growing at all. Upon closer inspection of my radiology reports from the last 20 months, Dr G says there are two lesions in my lung lining…
Pelotonia
One Goal
If I were posting this in the old days (I cringe even as I write that, as those “old days” don’t seem…. old), there would be a wire trash basket full of wadded up pieces of paper in the corner of the room. And a bigger pile of paper outside the basket, since I’m not…
World Turning
I’m on a Southwest plane on the way back to Maryland/DC. I just spent six weeks at home in Park City, for the first time in about three years, I believe. It’s been terrific. I have been able to host friends and family, reconnect with local lovies, gain traction with my training, and set up a…
50-50
The news is…. a whole lot of ok. Good and, well not BAD, but not what I wanted and presenting more unknowns. It could end up being good, but it could also turn out to be terrible. Welcome to my life. First, the good news: Not only is the disease stable, there is some shrinkage…
Fear… Not
Some of my friends say they worry about me because I seem to be missing the “Fear Gene.” Fear is rarely a limiter in my life. I’m often agreeing to do something before I work through the details. And in most cases, leapfrogging over fear to decision-making (read: saying YES) has led to great adventure. It may…
When 2 Becomes 6
I’m not exactly sure why I waited until the four hours before I have my next CT scan to pass along this news, as it could be obsolete in, say, four hours, but here it is. My every-tw0-week Georgetown Lombardi visits are about to expand to every-six-weeks. That’s right, the trial that failed for 90-percent…