I had a funny thought as I lay on the…hmmm, I really don’t know what to call it…the platform(?) while x-rays were taken of my throat before my radiation treatments started yesterday. I was recalling my elementary school days during the Cuban Missile Crisis when they would line us up in the hall and have us put our heads between our knees. Duck and cover it was called…We were all afraid of radiation then. Now I voluntarily stick my head under a machine on a daily basis to have my cancer radiated…What a world we live in.
How many of you remember the Cuban Missile Crisis? Scared the bejebez out of me, I’ll tell you. I was to young to understand what was happening, our maybe I knew exactly what was happening it’s hard to tell at that age. All I really knew was , I didn’t want to die. Damn, that’s the same feeling I have today. Well almost fifty years have gone by and I don’t plan on checking out anytime soon. I have a date with some mountains in a few years for a decade or two at least.
You may find this rather strange, but just now as I was looking up the link above is really the first time I have looked at anything on what I am going through. Am I in denia? I don’t think so, but then, how would I know. Am I searching for sympathy? That I can answer…No. Do I feel like I’m being punished? Are you kidding? No, I am just living the life I’ve been given…poorly I’m sure. I can hear my grandma now…I was such a trial for that woman. Probably still am, may she rest in peace. What did she do to end up with a bunch of hippies for grandchildren?
Oh well enough about my trials and tribulations…What’s up with the rest of the world this morning?
Read some disturbing news over at Fragments From Floyd this morning. SiteTracker appears to have partnered (their term) with a “sitetracking cookie monster” (Fred’s term). I have been using SiteTracker for over a year but it looks like I’ll need to rethink that decision.
Looks like I killed the morning and the cup of joe. Time to hit the road for the morning bumper car run.