Thursday, May 1, 2025

     May Day, today. Lots of protests scheduled around the country. I am heartened by these events. If I drive by one, I will gladly honk my horn over and over again. Tonight, I will watch more news.

     Up early this morning for my appointment with the urologist. Time for another cystoscopy. I keep thinking it will be easier knowing how it works. Not true, even after a dozen cystoscopies I am apprehensive. For a cystoscopy the urologist puts a camera and a light through the urethra to look for tumors in the bladder. Not painful but very uncomfortable.

     I finish reading Lily Tuck’s new novel, THE REST IS MEMORY, a holocaust story. Good novel and incredibly sad. I also watch another episode of THE PITT, another sad series. Perfect for me at this time of my cancer treatment.

     I have daily exercises to do at home while my Physical Therapist is on vacation. I actually love these exercises because it is something I can actually do, to get healthier. Most of my treatments are passive.  I lie on a treatment bed and people do awkward uncomfortable things to my body. I am not complaining just trying to describe my experiences.