What I have doesn’t feel like a virus. It’s more like I’ve been poisoned by one of Putin’s agents. With my immune system suppressed by chemo, I’ve been wearing Powecom KN95 masks in public places, and I don’t have Covid.
What I have is radiation sickness, and it’s unlike any other illness I’ve ever had. I’ve been assured that, by the end of this coming week, I should be feeling significantly better. I’m hanging onto that hope.
The last time I weighed 165 lbs., I was training to run the Boston Marathon. That’s my weight now, after six weeks of cancer treatments.
One effect of the chemotherapy is that it cured my psoriasis, although I have been told the flaky patches will probably return. There is also the effect that chemo had on my facial hair.
Before chemo:
After chemo:
Update: Once again, I am now clean-shaven.
I had surgery the Friday before Memorial Day, and I had my final radiation treatment the Friday after Labor Day. The going got extremely tough toward the end, but it’s done.
The chemo has made me anemic, so I feel weak and fatigued. I’m still in some pain, but with the promise that I won’t need the narcotic pain killer I’m taking after a week or two. Another effect of the treatments is that I’m down to my marathon training weight, but without the benefit of being in good physical condition.
Right-wing influencers were duped to work for covert Russian influence operation
Today was supposed to be my last cancer treatment day. Instead, it is the penultimate day, because of what happened on Tuesday, the worst day of my life.
MIT Technology Review profiles Tom Scholz.
https://www.technologyreview.com/2024/08/27/1095835/not-just-another-band-from-boston/
This is the breakthrough album that made Scholz’s non-existent band, Boston, an overnight sensation.
I caught some of this BBC podcast today, and I’m sufficiently interested to start listening from the start.
So, how am I doing, on the home stretch of cancer treatments? It’s like he said in a galaxy far, far away.
I’ve completed Day #15 of my treatments, out of 28. The final day will be September 5, the 18th anniversary of this weblog. With the toughest part yet to come in the second half, I’m going to watch a favorite video. The best of Scopitone, presented in a gorgeous, newly remastered HD transfer.
