AUGUST 14, 2022 – (Cont.) This morning when I arrived at the clinic for my third of five injections in the run-up to the stem-cell “harvest,” street parking was wide open. I luxuriated first by pulling into the slot closest to the entrance to the five-story U of MN Masonic Cancer Care Center. I indulged …
IT’S ALL ABOUT PACING
AUGUST 13, 2022 – (Cont.) Yesterday, after rain relented and the earth dried out, I embarked on my daily power-walk to “Little Italy” (next to “Little Switzerland”). For several blocks I thought I felt bone pain that I’d been told to expect from the five “sub-cu” injections I receive over the course of five days, …
. . . THE RACE IS ON!
AUGUST 12, 2022 – (Cont.) Blogger’s note: As threatened, the next number of posts will chronicle my “little adventure” into the land of treatment for multiple myeloma. May the reader excuse self-exemption from my self-imposed daily word limit. It’s the competitive marathoner’s worst nightmare: not getting to the starting line on time. That nightmare happened to …
AT THE STARTING LINE
AUGUST 11, 2022 – Eight months into my “diagnosis,” I summoned the curiosity (actually, the courage) to Google, “multiple myeloma.” The online Oxford definition squares with what my oncologist told me at the outset: “A malignant tumor of the bone marrow.” Elsewhere on the internet, I read that the disease is “rare,” with only 200,000 …
IF AT FIRST YOU FAIL, TRY, TRY AGAIN (or . . . “LIFE IS GOOD, BETTER, AND BEST”)
MAY 17, 2022 – Blogger’s note: Compulsion for medical yakety-yak has pre-empted the next installment of my account of The Grand Odyssey. The “trip” will resume tomorrow. Before I was diagnosed with cancer (multiple myeloma), I eschewed conversations about medical ailments. Such talk made me queasy. Now look at me: five months into drugs I …