Saturday, May 10, 2025

     Sitting outside in the early evening, not quite dark, bright moon.  In the distance, car lights, sirens, an airplane landing, a solitary sea gull flying overhead, doors slamming, conversations.  The air feels so fresh.  I come back inside, close up windows, lock doors and settle into my bedroom recliner to read more WHEN A CROCODILE EATS THE SUN, by Peter Godwin, a memoir of dangerous times in Africa. 

     I play computer solitaire several times a day. The cards show me everything is uncertain and yet playable. I can’t predict which card will turn up next.

     Lately I have been exploring what I need to know to decide my future cancer treatments. When is it time to stop.  What are the different statistics for different treatments. Of course, the doctors have their good advice but it does come down to me to make the decisions. How much can I tolerate and how much is effective.

     I tell the tall man and the plant lover to not watch THIS IS GOING TO HURT, a sad, depressing series exploring the problems with the British medical system. This is the show to shock your friends.  Or maybe watching this show helps to learn our lives are not so tough.