Hello and welcome. Today October 12, 2016 was nearly perfect. Yesterday was better but today isn't over yet. I did very little but had no gripes or pains, no miseries, no weeping bladder fits. It was delighful to live a day without some issue in the urinary works. But lately all systems are running and in good order. I feel so well I want to jump out of my 70 year skin and start dancing or fucking or bowling, just about anything. Instead I'll have coffee and a blunt. So I'm swirling, spinning just like I flet when we hit White Horse on a Saturday night in August.. it was a 3 on a scale of 10 but they worked at it to make it a 5.. seriously it was an out dated, antiquaited old Howard Johnson smack dab across from City Hall. oo being so tired, dined in the restaurant on the premises. We'd considered Tim Horton's but alas it was a few blocks from the motor inn. Not much in White Horse or the Yukon from what we saw... trees, water, someshere wild life, rivers, skies of glory. It was my first visit to the Yukon Territory... a wild and wooley name for a place that likely is that way though I never saw any of it.
So cancer or whatever has afflicted me is gone... you can't imagine the rigors and discomforts of bladder cancer treatments. My life was literally swallowed up.. treatment, ill, ill, ill.. maye better. ok, treatment and so on. Six weeks in a row. Think what that does to your drive, your getting about, walking, reading, having sex... damn cancer, damn treatment. Ain't nobody else tried new ways of treating bladder cancer? I want to know about it. Think I'll Google it up.
Wednesday, October 12, 2016
Turning 70
Yes, it happened I turned 70... you either do or you don't in this world.... and I'd been sick, rather off for a while. I didn't feel well.. had no energy ot appetite all scary symptoms. But today, today is the birthday of all my furture birthdays whether spent idyllicly here on Cecil or with my kds and grandkids. It feels great to fell good... really great I'm bursting at the seams happy. Think I'll retire for a short nap.
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