The Eye Doctor has Eye Cancer The eye doctor has colon cancer

My eye doctor was on leave for a year.....and he came back. On my routine appointment I told him I was worried about him as I knew he was having eye issues. He tells me it was cancer behind his eye socket. An eye doctor with eye cancer?!What the hell is that about? I tell him about my uterine and colon cancer. We talked far beynd my eye appointment time. He was in disbelief. He tells me his friend and fellow eye doctor in town is battling colon cancer now. I knew what I needed to do....It's all so baffling to me. I knew where his office was, I knew the next time I popped in for my treat of a coffeeshop coffee I would walk by his office. I did. I popped my head in and asked him if he was the Eye Doctor. He was a bit guarded and answered yes. I could not say nothing...and said..."I am a Doctor Chan patient and heard of your health struggles, how you doing?".....He came out from behind the reception area window and sat in the waiting room and we talked and shared our story. He was an incredibly humble man. He went through it alone-no wife, no family, didn't even tell his aging Mom. It was incredible. He has a bag...for the rest of his life...what am i doing whining? I whine over my numb fingers, toes, feet and calves...yet he has a bag. I would be mortified. My learning never stops from this disease...never stops. I hope to visit him again and not make that one visit the only visit...they have to find a cure for this cancer...I have to make my annual appointment and I am thinking more and more I need to make Adam an appointment. That one scares the hell out of me......damn it scares me so deeply!

The Walk

I took a power walk up the steep hill behind my house;this;morning. Beautiful time of day to do it. Strapped on my earplugs switched on the IPOD and started the trek. The tingling in my feet and calves just has to subside. It just is not fair. How many times in my life have I said that statement?...it's just not fair. Maybe this is the lesson all along-there are too many more to learn, but maybe it is one of my main lessons because I find myself saying it so often. I think it is one of the simpler ones, but that isn't where I go when the event occurs...I go to anger, and rant and try to convince whoever is in my line of fire I am mad and I am not going to take it anymore....but it's a waste of time I guess.A total waste of precious time. If I could only surface the statement...LIFE IS NOT ALWAYS FAIR...before going anywhere else in my head, all would be calm...who can even do that? That is a skill that one has to learn as a child, there is no other time to learn it. So my feet and calves hurt like hell, they tingle day and night and I have to walk with them everyday...oh well, at least I am not hooked up to some gross IV getting the chemo causing the sensation anymore, so! The hell with it all....... life it not fair.

Do what you love and the Money will follow

I love that saying, "do what you love and the money will follow" As I wind down the last 6 weeks our only son will be with us before heading off to college I can only hope I have conveyed that message to him as he finds his passions in life. I love doing voice overs...I have great;income days and I have slow;income days-but I am doing what I love. I feel damn lucky to be doing this. Doing what I loved got me through my chemotherapy while battling colon cancer. So many days I was dragging, and feeling my lowest of low because of my health situation but there I was standing in front of my microphone performing my craft.;It couldn't be better. It's what got me through my days. I remember feeling so weak, barely able to speak and receiving a call from a Producer asking me to pick up a script so that I could do his next gig. Had he any idea how weak I was, I think he would've been flabberghasted..but he sustained me, the project sustained me, doing what I love sustained me. So as Adam embarks on his college adventure I can only;pray he pays close attention to what he loves and go for it. The money will follow....and the passion will always be there.