One week from tomorrow will be my cancer surgery. Watching my fake fish will help to keep me calm.
Category: All Posts
Prior Notice
I have cancer. Six years ago, I had melanoma removed from my scalp. It left a deep scar, but at least the treatment was quick and limited to the surgery. From what I’ve been told, this time around I probably won’t be so lucky.
Whether or not I will continue running this site depends on the extent of my illness, and I don’t yet know what that is. Writing about my “cancer journey” isn’t something I’m interested in doing.
The Eternal Life of Roy Cohn
The destructive influence of the thoroughly corrupt Roy Cohn persists long after his death, in the person of Donald Trump. A subtext of this documentary is that Cohn was a “self-loathing Jew” who was ashamed of being gay.
Like Cohn, Beatles manager Brian Epstein was Jewish and gay. But what he helped to present to the world was as positive and happy as Trump is negative and hateful.
I Cannot Tell A Fib
I have persistent A-Fib. I don’t know how long this has been going on, but it has to be less than 18 months. That was when I had two EKGs done.
First, during a physical — or was it a Medicare wellness visit? — then, weeks later, during a follow-up echocardiogram. Heart murmur? Yes. PVC? Yes. A-Fib? No.
But wait! There’s more. These are the results taken after my usual indoor workout. F’in NORMAL, and my pulse dropped by 20 beats per minute. I’ll be interested in hearing what a cardiologist says about this.
Pulse-Pounding Action!
Starting tomorrow, I will be carrying one of these in my pocket.
There is, of course, a phone app for it, that I will be checking obsessively.
An Offer You Can’t Refuse
You’ll need a YouTube account to watch The Godfather for free. I’ve always thought that Diane Keaton was miscast here.