A collection of bladder stones. I hope mine are smaller than these.
I won’t be here tomorrow, but please come and visit anyway: lots of stuff in the archives that you haven’t read yet.
I will be busy having bladder stones removed. I don’t know whether they’ll send me back home when it’s finished or keep me overnight. But it’ll be a relief to have one more thing taken out of the way before I move on to colon surgery next month.
Sometime this year I’ve got to do something about Ozias, Prince in Peril. I may have to re-type the whole thing: I don’t know where my finished manuscript went, or even if it still exists.
Please continue your prayers for me. I still have a long way to go.
You’re always in my prayers. I know that all this medical work is horrible for you — and for Patty — but it’s a kind of spring cleaning that’s gradually clearing away all the bad stuff. When a colleague of mine had to go through weeks and weeks of radiation, her daughter told her to think of each session as a team of Molly Maids scrubbing away the cancer one room at a time.
Well, they did knock out the rectal cancer. Now it’s bladder stones, next is colon cancer, then the broken hip… It just never ends. How the dickens am I supposed to write novels with all; this going on?
Think about this statement: “ Well, they did knock out the rectal cancer”. How many people in all of history can say that? That is a MIRACLE! When I was a kid, there was a gruff, but kind-hearted man who owned a local hobby shop, and we lost him to rectal cancer, but we haven’t lost you to it. Sometimes things come upon us, all at once, but you won’t lose if you keep up the fight.
I know it’s hard, and I don’t want to coma across like a brainless cheerleader, but you have a lot of reasons for hope. Hang in, and hang tough. You’ll finish the book, but you have some other battles to wage, at the moment.
Thanks for your good words.
Life can be overwhelming, at times. I know that I have to pace myself, when facing challenges, but at the end of the day, we put one foot ahead of the other and slog through it all. The best strategy, at least for me, is to keep my mind focused on the ultimate outcome and to keep in mind that positive accomplishments I have already achieved.
With so many things wrong with your body at once, one has to wonder if you were getting annual checkups. I know during Covid 2020 I skipped by physical checkup, then in 2012 I when I did get a checkup my PSA reading was through the roof and cancer had escaped from the prostate to all over my back (stage 4). Having had prostate cancer in 2018 should have been enough of a clue for me not to have missed my 2020 appointment – hey, it was crazy days and my wife and I endured having Covid together for a week of suffering (thanks China & Fauci). Please senior citizens get your annual physicals.
I’ve already been scolded for not running to the doctor every year.
Prayers sent. Keep in mind Christ’s words; “Sufficient for the day is its own trouble”. You’ll get through tomorrow, and tomorrow is the only time you have to fight that day’s battle. I’ve had my share of operations and procedures, over the years, and none of them was what I’d think of as fun, but I survived and I’m better off for these procedures. You will be too.
Just keep the prayers coming!
Prayers for both of you are continuing morning and evening every day. You are a very strong man, and I’m sure you will come through with flying colors.
I wish I felt strong. Thanks for your prayers, Erlene,.