I for one am glad that both are alive and living large
I for one am glad that both are alive and living large
Keep on truckin', as they say.
A man can never have too much red wine, too many books, or too much ammunition
-Rudyard Kipling
Happy Anniversary to me. It was one year tomorrow that this stage IV pancreatic cancer crap no notice blew up all over my life. Really messed up the Holidays.
For some odd luck of the draw, plus excellent medical treatment, reason I've not only beaten the @ one year four out of five death squad odds but also appear to be in perfect health. Desh manpower, aka tumor markers, down 99.65%. From 38.7K to 136. And we're now on a house to house hunt for them last.
I am a clear example of only the good die young...if you could call me that at 74. No doubt this will eventually kill me but most likely not until I'm actually old.
Happy Thanksgiving Ya'll!
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I just came back to the forum after life getting in the way. Sad to read your initial report but thrilled to read this one. I also know others who had Stage IV diagnoses that never happened. Looking forward to many more healthy years out of you and continued curmudgeonly posts.
Sent from the ethers by magic.
Archeologists have discovered that ancient people loved to drink from broken cups.
^^^^ what he said, especially the continued curmudgeonly post. They are starting to make sense to me. Maybe now I are one myself?
In Memory of Paul "Dietrich" Stines.
Dad: Say something nice to your cousin Shirley
Dietrich: For a fat girl you sure don't sweat much.
Cue sound of Head slap.
RIP Muggsy & TMan
"If you are a warrior legally authorized to carry a weapon and you step outside without that weapon, then you become a sheep, pretending that JOCKO will not come today."
^ I only post those marker numbers because I've over the last year discovered far more folk than I'd ever have suspected are conversant. What those mean, in practical terms, is I started out "dead" and am now far from it. Normal, non-cancer person, reads are <47. Aka 42 on the Douglas Adams scale.
And thanks for the good wishes!
NRA Benefactor
In Memory of Paul "Dietrich" Stines.
Dad: Say something nice to your cousin Shirley
Dietrich: For a fat girl you sure don't sweat much.
Cue sound of Head slap.
RIP Muggsy & TMan
"If you are a warrior legally authorized to carry a weapon and you step outside without that weapon, then you become a sheep, pretending that JOCKO will not come today."