Posts in category "Cancer Can Suck It"

What I'd Tell My Dad If I Had An Hour

What I'd Tell My Dad If I Had An Hour
When I saw this picture or meme or whatever you might call this thing-a-ma-bob on Facebook a while back, my mind raced in a million different directions. I considered hanging with a lot of people. Who wouldn’t want to pick the brain of someone from the past or quiz someone still around about what makes... Read more »

Team Johnny Adds Pope Francis To Its Roster

Team Johnny Adds Pope Francis To Its Roster
Shepherd One departed less than a week ago following Pope Francis’ whirlwind tour of the East Coast. The Pontiff met with the President, Vice President and Congress. His entourage shut down the busy streets of Manhattan. The Big Guy said Sunday Mass for over a million of the faithful in Philly. Pope Francis kissed babies,... Read more »

Suck It, Cancer. It's Donna Day!

Suck It, Cancer.  It's Donna Day!
I remember the night I “met” Mary Tyler Mom and her daughter, Donna.  It was April 8, 2011.  My forty-fifth birthday. It was the first birthday I celebrated without the annual call from my dad at 10:23 a.m. to wish me a happy day and tell me the story of the rainy Good Friday I almost... Read more »
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Cancer Cannot Be Cured ~ It Would Kill Our Economy

Cancer Cannot Be Cured ~ It Would Kill Our Economy
I haven’t blogged in a long time. I spent the better part of September cheating on my blog.  I was reading a blog.  Not my blog.  Another blog.  Mary Tyler Mom’s Blog. I have never met Mary Tyler Mom in person, instead I was introduced to her via her work on ChicagoNow last Spring.  She was a... Read more »

Count Your Blessings...Not Your Problems

Count Your Blessings...Not Your Problems
“Count your blessings~Not your problems”.  I recently saw this quote on a billboard outside–of all places–an old folks home.  Perhaps it takes someone until their golden years to figure out this simple message. A few years ago my dad had an “aha moment” with this very message.  He had recently come from a chemo treatment.... Read more »

A Beefeater Martini served with a Cancer chaser: It's what Christmas Dreams are Made of...

A Beefeater Martini served with a Cancer chaser: It's what Christmas Dreams are Made of...
Dad enjoying his martini at my sister’s wedding in 2002…it was a great day~our immediate family was together a couple of days before Christmas; the first time in eighteen years. Part V We all arrived back at the Kindred Hospital in Scottsdale around 3:30.  Mr. Sensible and Cheech had arrived earlier in the afternoon with... Read more »
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Stories for my Father: A Doozy Dad Would Have Loved

Stories for my Father: A Doozy Dad Would Have Loved
  Part of Dad’s huge book collection; more than reading a good story, he loved to hear one. Trouble often came after he retold it…   Part IV I left the hospice around two o’clock that afternoon.  My sister-in-law gave me a ride back to my Dad’s place so I could take a shower and... Read more »

Last Rites: If there is a way to screw them up, our family will find it...

Last Rites: If there is a way to screw them up, our family will find it...
  Part lll #6 –the calm, cool and collected Chong– spoke for all of us as he fought back tears, clenched his fists, and avoided his turn…instead, he gasped, and then bellowed, “oh, no…are you fucking kidding me?”.  His reaction to Dad’s appearance once we finally arrived at the Hospice Center really said it all.  As the baby... Read more »

Cross-country Road Trip: Courtesy of Cancer

Cross-country Road Trip: Courtesy of Cancer
We spotted a beautiful, Texas sunrise on the early morning of December 3rd…it was the only beautiful thing any of us recall regarding our drive through Texas enroute to Arizona.  Part ll… Exactly one week after I was making Aunt Donna’s cheesy pototoes, while fielding calls from my mother, I found myself in the exact... Read more »
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Cancer: Thanks for the Memories

My family together for the first time in eight years ~ in front: the oldest brother, #3 in the center from left to right: youngest brother, #6 oldest sister, #1 niece #5 (daughter of middle brother #5) The Main Office holding our Aunt’s dog Sophie, me, the middle sister #2, the youngest sister #4. Standing... Read more »