My Life With Cancer

Pretty kind of, aren't they?  That is a microscopic picture of cancer cells.  Not mine, but some other poor individual's. This may shock you, but everyone has cancer cells.  Yes, everyone.  Some may mutate into death cells that have the goal of taking over every healthy cell in a body.  Most will not.  Mine have decided to attack. The past few weeks, I have learned a lot about cancer.  Like the above fact.  Cancer is part of all of us. I also have learned and am convinced now that the only real cure to cancer is..........DEATH.  The only cure to cancer is death.  There are myriad treatments, potions, drugs one can take to "battle cancer", but none of them "cure it."  They may knock it into submission or they may make it disappear for a while, but it always comes back.  Always.  Some cancers sooner than others.  And many folks may pass on from other causes before it comes back with the assumption that they sur...

Favorite conversation from the past bit:  Hanna:  "The vegetable juice tastes different this batch.  It tastes BETTER!"  Greg:  "Yea, we forgot the celery, remember?" I've never been a huge fan of celery. We still drink home-juiced vegetable juice daily.  32 ounces.  Veggies now run and hide from us in fear for their poor little lives. This morning I received an email from my Urologist's office reminding me that I have a surgical procedure next Friday.  Seriously?  I mean, that is nice, but do patients really forget to show up at their own surgical procedures?  After all, this is a Transperrenial Targeted Fusion Biopsy performed under General Anesthesia in the Operating Room.  They will shove a probe in my anus that will guide the biopsy, based on the MRI I had a few weeks ago.  And the biopsy gun will penetrate into the prostate via the perrenium, aka crotch.  DON'T WORRY!!  I won't be forgetting ...