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A Message to My Readers

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Me

I’ve still got a touch of “chemo brain,” and it keeps shooting holes in my memory. I feel like a lizard confounded by his own reflection in a mirror.

Somewhere along the line, this year, I’ve got a book to write… unless I’ve already written it. I don’t know. That part of my memory has not yet cleared up. Anyway, my powers of concentration haven’t fully recovered. I can write a 200-world blog post, but I can’t manage a chapter of a novel.

I would like to get back into action. There are serious obstacles in the way, including an operation for colon cancer. And a broken hip. [He sighs theatrically.]

Well, let’s arm ourselves with prayer and see what this day brings.

Is My Memory Coming Back?

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For what seemed the longest time (including the six weeks in the hospital), I was haunted by the suspicion that, in getting my blog back on track, I was forgetting something that I ought to remember.

If you’ve had chemotherapy, you’ve probably heard of “chemo brain”–the patient’s inability (temporarily!) to remember ordinary things that are regular features of his or her life. Supposedly all those memories come trickling back, bit by bit.

My “Eureka!” moment came last night. “Oh, that’s what I’ve kept forgetting–my critter video. All these days without one!”

So all right, here’s a critter video: a mother tapir and her baby, only ten days old, already trying to drum up some zoomies. When I was a little boy I just loved tapirs, and wished I could’ve had one for a pet. They’re kind of like rhinos with easy tempers and no horns.

And they, like us, are the work of God’s hands.

I Have Returned

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I think I’m back. They let me out of the hospital today. Six weeks. I am told it takes a while for “chemo-brain” to wear off. Well, it could’ve killed me. It messed up my memory pretty good.
It could’ve killed me, though.
Upon my return home, my first order of business was to fall off the front step. This greatly alarmed my wife. I’m all right, the fall did me no harm.

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How did my legs get so weak? I am enfeebled! I’m also finding it hard to remember how to do this.

I have greatly missed you all, everybody. I pray I can stay out of the hospital. The instructions for doing so seem (to me) challenging and complicated. Just what I need. Hot dog.
Please bear with me as my patchy memory screws up my blog. Looks like this’ll be harder than I thought.

P.S.: It seems this machine does not want me to post images. *Sigh*

Not Much Fun We’re Having, Is It?

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To Erlene: today I can’t remember how to edit a post or a comment–and my typing is a mess, too. They call it chemo brain.

No, I did not receive “a river in a wheelchair” today. What I did receive was the nurse shutting the car door on my knee because she thought I was all the way inside. Hum baby, did that hurt! But I’m so glad it wasn’t a finger. Try that on for laughs sometime.