Good-bye to All That

Yesterday, back with the surgeon for a checkup, and I'm good. Well, 95 percent, and still improving.

What's cancer-free? No detectable evidence of cancer in the body. That's where I am today. It's too early for the petscans and other detection, so this is just based on what he can see and I can feel.

Still, what about that darned occult primary? At this point, four possibilities, more or less in declining order of likelihood: (1) it was scraped up with the other stuff in surgery, and not caught in pathology; (2) the radiation got it; (3) it's still there but too small to see (or worry about), and/or (4) my immune system got it.

It really was a principal reason why I had any radiation at all. But my treatment was limited, and now it shows. I'm back to liking (but not yet loving) hamburgers.

So that's it, until further notice. The blog will stop being a cancer watch, and go back to all those things I care a lot more about. The Republic of Equity... Burr and Hamilton... my new jazz group, as yet unnamed... Sixth Amendment in Missouri.... the Mississippi-Illinois confluence... stuff...

The toad above was sitting by the pool and let me come close to shoot. A nice sunny day in September, when I felt like utter crap. He cheered me up.

What happens to him in November?