A little Willie Nelson to start your morning…

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Oh, how I wish I could insert the Youtube video so you could see it as you click on it. Trust me, it’s a good song.

And what am I doing again? Radiation, folks. And I’m thrilled. This is going to be so different from 2019’s intense schedule of two-hour round trips to Providence, to the pain of keeping my arms over my head, to tears seeping into my ears, and having to pretend I was on my chaise lounge on the dock at the lake so I wouldn’t panic as the machine blasted my chest. I was sweaty and scared to death and exhausted and, eventually, burned so badly my oncologist said she’d never seen anything like it.

But not this time!!!! The trip is 35 minutes door-to-door. The area where the evil tumors reside is small. Unlike the general “mopping up” after 2019’s surgery, this process is one of pinpoint destruction.

Oh, yes, I do love destruction.

I’ve been warned about the coming fatigue, but because I am already so exhausted from my cancer medication it’s not exactly a problem. And I’ve been warned about an upcoming sore throat and the need for a liquid diet for a few weeks. I’ll survive as long as I can have my morning coffee.

We’ve enjoyed a beautiful fall. A nor’easter is coming this weekend, but Banjo Man now owns an oversized portable gas generator and says he’s ready for future power outages. The monster was delivered from Costco last week and will be dragged into place under the front deck before the first really bad weather hits.

Happy Veterans Day to all of you past and present service members out there. You are deeply appreciated and not told that enough.

Here is one of my father’s favorite songs. I think I’ll march into the cancer center humming it.

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