Be Prepared: One for the Metsters

After a few recent and unexpected deaths in several of my communities, I’ve been reflecting a lot about “the end” lately. I’ve realized that in certain ways, I’m lucky to know that I’m terminally ill. With a medical diagnosis, even of metastatic cancer, you get a suggested chunk of time you’ll still be on this … Continue reading Be Prepared: One for the Metsters

Never a Dull Moment

I lost eight hours on Tuesday. I went to our bedroom to rest and after that I only remember bits and pieces until regaining my power of speech and comprehension courtesy of IV steroids. Which is a shame since I just tapered off of the darn things, post-London. Unlike previous seizures, this one snuck up … Continue reading Never a Dull Moment

Bang a Gong

Last Thursday marked my final session of whole brain radiation (WBR). Altogether, I had ten treatments (skipping weekends and holidays). After the first “set up” appointment, where they created a custom molded plastic mask to hold my head in the exact same position each time, the actual radiation process was a breeze. Before each session … Continue reading Bang a Gong