I WILL GET BETTER

A blog! On Tuesday yet! Well I thought about blogging yesterday and couldn't bring myself to it. I can't write my usual blog, including observations of the world, I am isolated in my chair in my home, we haven't made enough acquaintances yet to expect folks to drop over. So I sit in my isolation staring at that big faceless box in the corner. Occasionally, I push the button on the remote. It is like a canon spewing garbage. I can't tell a fact from an opinion Everything seems twisted and bizarre, negative outweighing positive 10 to 1. I pick up my iPad, at least I can choose my propaganda.

Here is what is happening. The docs told me the worst would come after the radiation was over. One said,” You are going to hate us before you get better.” Since they are the most loving folks I ever met that won't happen, but I get the hyperbole. For me the the worst is not pain but incredible weakness. In the last week or so I felt there most be something else wrong. Naomi, our youngest daughter stopped by last Night. I related my concerns to her. In about five seconds she read from her phone the very symptoms I was having. In some cases they last for months. Then she said glibly, “all that you have to do is google it.” That was actually very reassuring. 

At 3PM I have the wrap up visit with the radiation doctor. I am sure he will say, “You are really doing well.” He is very personable and very interested. He will enjoy hearing about any idiosyncratic responses I have.

I am getting stronger it won't be long.

Love and Peace, Gregg