Whew! what a week-end---I felt like I was drugged and my stomach did flip flops every time I looked at food. Went to bed at 8:30 Sunday night and slept until 4:30 and then forced myself to walk 2 miles. Today I went back to KUMED at Midland and I435 and met with Oncologist. She was pleased that the ulcers in my mouth were gone and it was time to do the heavy chemo dose of Oxiloplatin. We arrived at 9:15 and finallly left there at 2:30 pm. They used the IV and filled me up with steroids, anti-naseaus fluid, gave me a pill, then poured in the Oxiloplatin and then attached the fanny pack of 5FU chemo and sent me to the radiologists. So I am now flused with noxious chemicals and glowing with radiation---but the good news is that with the anti-naseaus meds, and steroids I feel pretty good and food even looks pretty good. We arrived home at 3 pm. I think I am going to contact that program "The Worlds Toughest Jobs". It isnt that it is so tough, as it may be a way to break in to show business.
When I was a very little boy I used to go down to the bus stop and sing songs for people waiting on the bus and often when I was riding on the bus I would day dream that I would be discovered---I am not sure by whom but I was pretty sure that if the could hear me I could make it to radio. I would go down to WIBW a local radio station where some Local Western played and sang but I was never invited to sing. When I was in the Navy after a couple of drinks I would get up to sing with the band and then I was asked to MC a special services program and sing but when I tried it stone sober I was like a deer in head lights. But hey, after the Navy I started playing the Guitar and when I was 5o A group of my friends and I formed the "Cabin Fever" band. We have played in many many venues in the KCMETRO area and had a great time for over 15 years. My old friend Mame D'Agostino told me a story that is worth sharing. She had received a academic scholaship to a very fine all woman's school in NYNY and was invited to be inducted in this exclusive club that was meeting at the Waldorf-Astoria---a very expensive hotel. She couldnt afford the price of the dinner. Her mother told her "Mame just go have a cup of coffee" and enjoy the opportunity. My show biz experience was my cup of coffee---and before I heard Mame's wonderful story I passed up some great times because I didnt think about buying a cup of coffee.
So buy the coffee---enjoy---we are all rich and healthy compared to someone else, ENJOY.
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