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I have to tell you that reports of my demise have been greatly exaggerated.
I know it has been quite a while since my last entry in the autobiography but quite frankly, there has not been much to report. Chemo is going on and I am to meet with my oncologist tomorrow to discuss plans of where we go from here. He gave me some bad news, after my last cat scan, that the last chemo did not do any good at all so we have to look very hard at some options.
I feel pretty good right now so I thought I would bang out another chapter. One reason this story is going so slow is that I am writing it as it happens. Once my time off is over I will try to get out some more words.
One of my faithful readers asked if I was still alive.
Having cancer is a precarious position to be in but I am managing to keep my heart pumping.
I apologize for not keeping the words flowing but the chemo has done a number on my incentive.
All I can say is to quote Mark Twain in that "Reports of my death are grossly exaggerated."
I owe it to my readers to explain why I have not been writing much lately. I figured the best way to do that was to put it all down in a narrative story. The story is all true and hopefully writing it will improve my attitude some. In the mean time hang in there since the first chapter is spilling off my keyboard as you read this.
If it appears that Second Chances has suddenly ended, it has.
I have inherited some major health issues which have killed my desire to write. I may eventually get back to it but don't hold your breath. It is going to be a long recovery process.
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