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as if answers exist

Tuesday, March 21st, 2017

Status Report 253

Walking on egg shells
in quicksand
covering void
over nothing.

My companion faces equation
but I have no numbers
and cannot do the math.

Our quest lies in questions
that do not know answers.

As if answers exist.

I love
and am loved
yet may lose
though I’ve gained.

– Smith, 3.21.2017

 

begged and borrowed ground

Monday, March 20th, 2017

Status Report 252

I may flower,
I may not flower –
depends on nature and nurture.

Sorrow rises, sorrow falls
Happy comes and goes.

Round goes round
through square peg holes
in begged and borrowed ground.

– Smith, 3.20.2017

 

bone strides earth

Friday, March 17th, 2017

Philosophy 140

Meat rides bone.
Spirit rides meat.
Bone strides earth.

When it’s pain
“It will pass.”

When there’s joy
“This is now.”

– Smith, 3.17.2017

 

soiled linen

Sunday, March 12th, 2017

In the Crapper

Sittin’ thinkin’
the bathroom stinkin’
almost as bad as the Trump White House

– Smith, 3.12.2017

 

Sad… bigly bigly sad

Thursday, March 9th, 2017


Trump on a stick

This sculpture by Tim Joyce looks a bit like Trump… of course the face would have to be fatter, the hair faker, the eyes beadier, the skin more fake orange if you wanted better verisimilitude.

Chief Small Hands Man

Tried to sell these honorifics
to Little Donnie Chump, but no go:

Hate-Monger-in-Chief
Child-Rapist-in-Chief
Tax-Cheat-in-Chief
Racist-in-Chief
Draft-Dodger-in-Chief
Xenophobe-in-Chief
Thief-in-Chief
Traitor-in-Chief
Hater-in-Chief
Serial-Liar-in-Chief
Sexual-Predator-in-Chief
Coward-in-Chief
Bad-Business-Man-in-Chief
Potty-Mouth-in-Chief
Not-as-Rich-as-He-Says-in-Chief
Anal-Orifice-in-Chief
Distractor-in-Chief
Vulgarian-in-Chief
Mob-Money-Launderer-in-Chief
Mentally-Unstable-in-Chief
Immoral-in-Chief
Bully-in-Chief
Pussy-Grabber-in-Chief
So-Vain-It’s-Insane-in-Chief
Deplorable-in-Chief
Despicable-in-Chief
Not-a-Very-Nice-Guy-in-Chief
Cretin-in-Chief
Fascist-in-Chief
No-Class-in-Chief
Oil-Whore-in-Chief
Loser-in-Chief
Perjurer-in-Chief
Adulterer-in-Chief
War-Monger-in-Chief
Misogynist-in-Chief
Untrustworthy-in-Chief
Screw-Native-Americans-in-Chief
Climate-Change-Denier-in-Chief
Fuck-the-Poor-in-Chief
hiner-in-Chief
Oblivious-in-Chief
Full-of-Feces-in-Chief
Wish-He’d-Just-Go-Away-in-Chief
Corporate-Whore-in-Chief
Trump-or-Truth-in-Chief
Cheater-in-Chief
Thug

Sad… bigly bigly sad.

– Smith, 3.9.2017

 

Lady K eye tumor update as positive as possible

Monday, March 6th, 2017

Lady K had a cat scan today to see if her eye cancer had spread. It tends to spread to and from the liver and lungs.

Her liver is clean, and they found a couple small spots in her lungs which they say are probably benign and nothing to worry about, but which they will keep an eye on just in case – and if it is cancer, it’s early enough to stop it before it gets started.

So essentially this is as positive a prognosis as one could hope for, especially since her eye tumor is a rare type of cancer (perhaps 2.5 cases in a million) and is aggressive.

So Friday they are going to partially pop out her eyeball, sew a small curved radioactive bead containing 21 radioactive seeds to the rear left side of her left eye, pop her eyeball back in, sew the conjunctiva closed (the mucous membrane that covers the front of the eye and lines the inside of the eyelids) and keep her isolated in a hospital room for three nights, then remove the radioactive bead Monday morning and send her home.

At some point in the next three weeks, the stitches will dissolve and her eye will open again. She’ll wear an eye patch until then.

Doc says her prognosis for killing the tumor is 95-97%. Since there’s no known cancer elsewhere, her outlook is good, and they’ll keep monitoring her monthly for 6 months then yearly through five years to see if it springs up elsewhere.

It’s lousy to get cancer, but since she has it, this is as good an initial prognosis as possible.

This will make two cancer survivors in our family. We did lose a third family member to intestinal cancer – our cat Mandy.


future hope – Lady’s 7 month-old niece Liberty Lynn Green

 

blue sky bleached

Tuesday, February 28th, 2017

On Learning Wife has Eye Cancer

Brown trees barren
Blue sky bleached
Wasteland terrain
Gasp in breach

From afar
From afar
From afar
I am
You are

– Smith, 2.28.2017

 

pixie-cut Lady w/ cancer eye

Thursday, February 23rd, 2017


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.

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Status Report 251

No poem today
My brain is fried

Too much grim
Happy denied

Yet hope remains
It will go good

Roll rock up hill
Of endless could

– Smith, 2.23.2017


Lady K’s mugshots 1976-2007

 

sermon of the mote

Tuesday, February 21st, 2017

Lady K has a medium sized cancerous melanoma in her left eye. In 17 days, they’re going to sew a small radioactive pellet into her eye, keep her in the hospital for 3 days, then remove it. This could solve the problem.

Only two options with this cancer is radiation or removal of eye, and they recommended radiation, which is effective 94% of the time.

Since radiation can also harm the eye’s vision, there’s a 10-15% chance she could lose sight in that eye in the next 2-5 years, which means 85-90% chance she won’t.

They’ll do a biopsy to see how aggressive the cancer is. If it’s type 1 which only moves from eye to liver, they’ll monitor her liver every 6 months for awhile, and if it’s type 2, they’ll monitor her more aggressively.

This will make two cancer survivors in our two-human family. We lost our cat to cancer.

The world cannot pump this many corporate toxins into the air, food chain, and water and not mess up the bio fluxflow.

~

Sermon of the Mote

Fear lurks in the bushes
rustles mind’s maybe
robs eye’s line
rubs wrong

Flower pluck song long
when draped in gray
and gauze of gaze

Loss of lens reduces focus
lessens long

I soul lies in eye

– Smith, 2.21.2017

 

the in-sight joke

Monday, February 20th, 2017

Conversation with Wife 33

On possible cancer in her eye, she sez:

Well, this is going to be interesting.
I have a tumor in my eyeball!

If they have to treat my eye with enucleation,
I want a cat’s eye prosthesis!

What did the clavicle say to the breast bone?
‘What’s necks?’

Why did the eyeball laugh at her tumor?
Because she was in on the in-sight joke.

Q: “What’s a tumor?”
A: “A massive inconvenience.”

– Lady & Smith, 2.20.2017

Lady was told Friday she has a large mass in her left eye. Have a Cleveland Clinic appointment tomorrow¬†with Dr Singh, whom we are told may be the world’s top doc for eye tumors.

Not enough data and too many possibilities to dwell on – some benign, some nasty – so must await more data.

Scary. Yet Lady K’s taking it well – on the surface at least what with her joking, but I can see the stress creeping into her. I’ve been there too many times and know how inner worry quietly alters outer perception.

Could be cancer, could be not, could be surgery, could be not, could be lost eye, could be not, but the dark side of the prognosis research is grim.

Whatever – we’ll deal with it. She’s my sweetie.

Here are the doctor’s serious sounding notes:

1. Large ciliary body mass OS:
Small area of bleeding into posterior chamber.
On gonio exam (after dilation) small area of bleed inferior temporally – mass appears to be invading anteriorly as well.
Concern for iris melanoma.
Discussed patient with ocular tumor fellow.

2. Cataract:
Critical changes in the same quadrant.
Small notch in lens in same quadrant as the mass – lens coloboma?

3. Vit heme:
Small not affecting vision.

A more-than-possible cause is her cell fone. A Swedish study I read 11 years ago in Croatia found a high correlation between cell fone use and head tumors over the previous 20 years in major cities. But the coup de gr√Ęce was the rural statistics – since users are farther from the towers, the transmitting power inside the fone is turned up to reach them, and the higher fone power caused greatly increased tumor growth versus the lower-powered city fones, which in turn saw more tumors than before cell fone use.

Her in the US they keep saying the cell fone tumor studies are inconclusive, there’s nothing to be concerned about, we need more studies – but that’s bullcrap… according to the studies, cell fones almost certainly cause tumors and nothing can be done about it because mobile fones have became an essential part of world commerce and we can’t go back. So once again corporations are killing customers for profit. Gotta love capitalism.

 

 
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