Thank you for the good wishes and prayers. They are truly appreciated. The C word is a really scary word especially in my family with a higher than average cancer occurrence. In my generation of 6 cousins, 3 have already had some form of cancer and my brother died of multiform gliomablastoma. I lost of one of my favourite people almost two years ago to multiple myeloma. I have friends who have survived cancer and friends who have not.
When this all started to go wrong almost a year ago, I thought the problem would go away or be no big deal but it hasn’t and now my doctors are getting really worried because I’ve exhausted all the easy answers and arrived at the place where the hard answers start. It’s not fun.
I’m trying to keep grounded and not to freak out on a regular basis. I’m trying to keep my job and not miss too much work. Partly because sitting at home is really counter-productive and when I’m home I should be illustrating my book and not staring at a wall or playing a game to distract myself which is kind of hard when the symptoms start hitting. Try doing an intricate pen and ink while running to the porcelain goddess, soooo not fun and very hard to get into the zone I need for drawing.
And this has been going on while two of the people I love best in the world are dealing with the consequences and realities of ALS in another city so I’ve been flying back and forth, not near often enough to suit me, from Burbank CA to Portland OR. Nothing like getting on a plane or waiting in an airport when you don’t know if you will be doing the Aztec Two Step in the very near future. It adds to the urgency in ways you can’t even fathom. Their struggles make mine a pale shadow in comparison.
And in a way, flying is easier than planning on going somewhere in a car because I just don’t know what’s going to happen. Really fun when you ride a bus to work most days, NOT!
Anyway, thank you for being there so far on my journey and blessings on yours.
*Look up Douglas Adams if you don’t know what that means