Lady cut her hair pixie short yesterday, it had hung below her shoulders.
She did it to break the mental/emotional gloom brought on by discovering two days ago she had eye cancer, and that in 15 days the doctors are going to sew a radioactive pellet to her eyeball for three days to kill the tumor without mushing her mind.
Her online research found a 30-50% mortality rate over 10 years (much of that in the first year), so odds favor us 50-70%.
Her doctor said sewing a radioactive pellet to her eye for three days gets rid of the tumor 94% of the time. The 30-50% mortality rate comes from the cancer having spread to or from the eye, so they’re going to give her a cat scan to see if it’s anywhere else.
My being 27 years older, she’s always worried about outliving me, but now the shoe’s reversed.
She had long hair when we took up in 2005, but when we began traveling for 31 months, she kept cutting it a little shorter each time we got to a new country because long hair and living out of a backpack in foreign lands is a burden, and finally in southern France she cut it pixie short, which has always been my personal favorite of her endless permutations.
Speaking of endless permutations, check out this 70-foto montage of Lady’s looks from 1976-2007 >>> http://agentofchaos.com/lady06.html.
Status Report 251
No poem today
My brain is fried
Too much grim
Yet hope remains
It will go good
Roll rock up hill
Of endless could
– Smith, 2.23.2017