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TOTALLY RANDOM POST II
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I should be in Cairo tonight. More specifically, we were booked in the Mena House in Giza where I had shot the expense budget to hell. Tonight, I had planned to be sucking a cocktail of duty free booze on the balcony staring at the pyramids. And boring my wife with a recitation of the history of everything. And then there were the drivers, and guides, flights, Cairo, Aswan, Luxor, a dahabiya Nile cruise, the new GEM Museum (although I see that it still isn’t open) . . . anyways it was all canceled.
My wife of 30 + years was diagnosed with lung cancer last fall. She knew she had it for months before but I was in denial until I heard a doc say the dreaded words. I won’t go on with everything that means to a person, a partner, a marriage but we were both shell-shocked. So together, we (she) faced three rounds of chemo + an immunotherapy drug. Each round was three weeks. Two on, one off . . . repeat times three. With frequent blood test, CT scans, x-rays. I have donated hundreds and hundreds of $s to the hospital through parking fees. Btw if you have never been, a chemo centre in a hospital is very, very sobering. A lot of people – every race, creed, sex etc – a lot of people shooting for a cure – or even just a few more years. Not desperate, but determined.
My wife was ‘lucky’ in that a surgical solution was still possible. Again, I won’t go on but suffice it to say she had a portion (only – thankfully) of her lung removed. It was a major operation. She was in icu for three nights and then general ward for another three before they released her three days ago. Now I am her health care provider.
So our life has changed. But . . . maybe . . . just maybe . . . we still might get to Egypt sometime.
Thanks for listening. I am not great at sharing sometimes . . .
My wife of 30 + years was diagnosed with lung cancer last fall. She knew she had it for months before but I was in denial until I heard a doc say the dreaded words. I won’t go on with everything that means to a person, a partner, a marriage but we were both shell-shocked. So together, we (she) faced three rounds of chemo + an immunotherapy drug. Each round was three weeks. Two on, one off . . . repeat times three. With frequent blood test, CT scans, x-rays. I have donated hundreds and hundreds of $s to the hospital through parking fees. Btw if you have never been, a chemo centre in a hospital is very, very sobering. A lot of people – every race, creed, sex etc – a lot of people shooting for a cure – or even just a few more years. Not desperate, but determined.
My wife was ‘lucky’ in that a surgical solution was still possible. Again, I won’t go on but suffice it to say she had a portion (only – thankfully) of her lung removed. It was a major operation. She was in icu for three nights and then general ward for another three before they released her three days ago. Now I am her health care provider.
So our life has changed. But . . . maybe . . . just maybe . . . we still might get to Egypt sometime.
Thanks for listening. I am not great at sharing sometimes . . .
And . . . dare I say it . . . we never have to get smoking rooms again.
I am gaining new appreciation for all of the work my wife does around the house. I mean, I always contributed with meals and pets etc etc but now that I have to do it all for a while, I realize that I was just a slacker.
may God bless you and you wife thru these difficult times...my wife died of cancer and it took 3.5 years for the disease to gain control...my big boy Dutch knows the smell and a year after my wife died Dutch comes lumbering onto the bed, pulled the covers off of me and began licking my liver, 2 weeks later he and I went into the hospital and we spent 3 days with the removal of the diseased lobe...agreed, a chemo ward is difficult to deal with...I do hope you get to smoke one while gazing upon the pyramids...I should be in Cairo tonight. More specifically, we were booked in the Mena House in Giza where I had shot the expense budget to hell. Tonight, I had planned to be sucking a cocktail of duty free booze on the balcony staring at the pyramids. And boring my wife with a recitation of the history of everything. And then there were the drivers, and guides, flights, Cairo, Aswan, Luxor, a dahabiya Nile cruise, the new GEM Museum (although I see that it still isn’t open) . . . anyways it was all canceled.
My wife of 30 + years was diagnosed with lung cancer last fall. She knew she had it for months before but I was in denial until I heard a doc say the dreaded words. I won’t go on with everything that means to a person, a partner, a marriage but we were both shell-shocked. So together, we (she) faced three rounds of chemo + an immunotherapy drug. Each round was three weeks. Two on, one off . . . repeat times three. With frequent blood test, CT scans, x-rays. I have donated hundreds and hundreds of $s to the hospital through parking fees. Btw if you have never been, a chemo centre in a hospital is very, very sobering. A lot of people – every race, creed, sex etc – a lot of people shooting for a cure – or even just a few more years. Not desperate, but determined.
My wife was ‘lucky’ in that a surgical solution was still possible. Again, I won’t go on but suffice it to say she had a portion (only – thankfully) of her lung removed. It was a major operation. She was in icu for three nights and then general ward for another three before they released her three days ago. Now I am her health care provider.
So our life has changed. But . . . maybe . . . just maybe . . . we still might get to Egypt sometime.
Thanks for listening. I am not great at sharing sometimes . . .
Thanks, Boo.
Since I retired in late 2019, we have canceled 3 trips. Two due to covid - Vancouver/Whistler and a big haul to India. When the world started opening up again and my wife was diagnosed with copd, we decided that dry Egypt would be a better choice than India - although Cairo was touchy. I decided decades ago that we weren't going to wait until retirement to travel so we have been lucky and we have seen a nice chunk of the world. I didn't - and still don't - ever want to be one of those decrepit old dudes wearing the Tilly hat and shuffling off of the tour bus while some inane tour guide rattles on. If we can't travel any more now, I have seen enough to be satisfied and certainly enough to realize that we are all the same.
Linda and I traveled quite a bit before we found out that she had cancer but we made a point to visit as many state parks in southwest and West Coast as we could. I’ve got extensive travels in the United States and it’s just amazes me how beautiful this country is, Linda always wanted to go to Alaska and once we realized how sick she was that was out of the question, so I wish I had traveled there like yourself in our younger years… As you found out, living with somebody with cancer changes everything and you become one
You knocked the sharing part all the way to Giza. Cancer sucks and it does not only affect body parts. It's a mind sneaker that begs the question "What now?"
We cancelled a fully booked trip to Barcelona and a drive across northern Spain to stay here.
Over 12 years later the dream lives and so do I. My wife was the one who held me together. We are stronger today as a result.
Thank you for sharing.
I am really glad to hear it, buzz. And I didn’t think that Barcelona was all that it was cracked up to be. The subject of my concern at the ruins at Empúries . . .
It would seem that we have a future as well now. We had a phone app’t with the oncologist and a physical app’t with the thoracic surgeon yesterday. They are both happy with the op and the results from the lab are very positive with only a very small but . . .
Anyways, we are in party mode – as much as a recovering surgical patient and a creaky old stoner can party anyway.
p.s. I had to use image search to find out where your pic was.
It would seem that we have a future as well now. We had a phone app’t with the oncologist and a physical app’t with the thoracic surgeon yesterday. They are both happy with the op and the results from the lab are very positive with only a very small but . . .
Anyways, we are in party mode – as much as a recovering surgical patient and a creaky old stoner can party anyway.
p.s. I had to use image search to find out where your pic was.
Cric. Crac. Croc.
In case you have ever wondered how Snap. Crackle. Pop. translates into French. From the language police in La belle province . . .
In case you have ever wondered how Snap. Crackle. Pop. translates into French. From the language police in La belle province . . .
I've been to Amsterdam, Montego Bay, Aruba, Key West, Guantanamo Bay, Roosevelt Roads Puerto Rico, Cozumel. Would like to go to Kathmandu and Tibet. India too. The food in india yo!
Hmm. I just figured out that I am not going shopping grocery tomorrow.
I was going to go this morning but then my wife had a Zoom meeting (WTF?) with her new doc for the next stage of treatment and he was late coming on and . . . well . . . I skipped going because I can go tomorrow, right? Well, apparently everything is shut on Friday. Then it reopens for Saturday. And then the shit shuts again for Sunday. Grocery stores. Most malls . . . except the usual Asian ones. Beer and Liquor Stores. All shut.
But . . . fear not! My local cannabis store will be open every day. Gawd, I am proud of them!
I was going to go this morning but then my wife had a Zoom meeting (WTF?) with her new doc for the next stage of treatment and he was late coming on and . . . well . . . I skipped going because I can go tomorrow, right? Well, apparently everything is shut on Friday. Then it reopens for Saturday. And then the shit shuts again for Sunday. Grocery stores. Most malls . . . except the usual Asian ones. Beer and Liquor Stores. All shut.
But . . . fear not! My local cannabis store will be open every day. Gawd, I am proud of them!
Ca++
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If you are thinking about the total eclipse, do it.
Try to find somewhere the birds are noisy when roosting. As the rapid onset of night, condenses a nights worth of noise, into minutes. A view of a towns lights coming on helps with the whole 'spin out' for our senses. I would travel hours to see another. Though I was barely bothered, until I actual experienced it.
Try to find somewhere the birds are noisy when roosting. As the rapid onset of night, condenses a nights worth of noise, into minutes. A view of a towns lights coming on helps with the whole 'spin out' for our senses. I would travel hours to see another. Though I was barely bothered, until I actual experienced it.
moose eater
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A Douglas DC-4 fuel-cargo aircraft owned by Alaska Aero Fuel crashed about 1/2-mile behind my house today, trying to set down on the Tanana River, likely struggling to maintain any control, and carrying 3,000 gallons of fuel onboard as cargo, not counting the av-gas it had in its own tanks.
It hit the river this morning at about 10:00 A.M. local time, 4 minutes after departing Fairbanks Int'l airport, landed on the ice, and skittered across a wide stretch of the braided, frozen Tanana, slamming into a bank, and bursting into flames. Serious flames.
A routine controlled landing with that aircraft has it approaching the landing strip at about 118-120 mph on average, as a rule. This was not a routine controlled landing by any stretch.
I doubt anyone survived the impact, let alone the barbecue.
A friend used to copilot on THAT very same aircraft when it belonged to Brooks Fuel.; same identical tail numbers.
Back when he was co-piloting, he discussed the prospect of going from copilot to pilot one trip, and the pilot joked with him that he'd be ready "when he stopped having that rocket go off up (his) ass every time they lost an engine."
Maintenance back then on that aircraft was sometimes questionable, and they'd lost function of an engine more than a couple times while in flight.
That plane, when loaded, typically required a good long run to gain enough altitude to execute a turn and bank on its way out to mines, etc., and would often climb over our house, low enough to rattle my metal roof and make any discussion for a few seconds impossible even when yelling... despite 10-1/4" thick walls, triple-pane windows, and double-walled insulation.
As a joke, my wife, when they'd fly over, would yell, "PULL UP!! PULL UP!!"
Well, I suspect today a couple families (or more) got a horrible phone call. And when I left home to drive to town with my wife for my Doc's visit, there were enough official vehicles at the corner of our dirt roads that I thought maybe it was a police convention... Lots of snowmobiles on trailers with ahkio sleds, as well, though I already knew the chances of any recovery of living people was pretty much off the table.
Immediately before they crashed, the plane flew over the farm fields of our local licensed commercial cannabis grower with one engine visibly on fire. He heard the crash and successive explosions and ran toward the site with his teenage son and a neighbor.
Don't know the exact cause yet but do know the history a bit on that specific aircraft, as stated. Whether pertinent or not, my first thought was, "Don't work for anyone who doesn't PROPERLY maintain their fucking equipment... ever."
apnews.com
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www.adn.com
www.theguardian.com
And the local paper's report, with a video clip attached, on-scene, of the crash site, shot by the local licensed cannabis producer who went to the scene immediately after the crash.
www.newsminer.com
And suddenly, our little 'hood was all over the media around the whole world... For shitty reasons, of course.
It hit the river this morning at about 10:00 A.M. local time, 4 minutes after departing Fairbanks Int'l airport, landed on the ice, and skittered across a wide stretch of the braided, frozen Tanana, slamming into a bank, and bursting into flames. Serious flames.
A routine controlled landing with that aircraft has it approaching the landing strip at about 118-120 mph on average, as a rule. This was not a routine controlled landing by any stretch.
I doubt anyone survived the impact, let alone the barbecue.
A friend used to copilot on THAT very same aircraft when it belonged to Brooks Fuel.; same identical tail numbers.
Back when he was co-piloting, he discussed the prospect of going from copilot to pilot one trip, and the pilot joked with him that he'd be ready "when he stopped having that rocket go off up (his) ass every time they lost an engine."
Maintenance back then on that aircraft was sometimes questionable, and they'd lost function of an engine more than a couple times while in flight.
That plane, when loaded, typically required a good long run to gain enough altitude to execute a turn and bank on its way out to mines, etc., and would often climb over our house, low enough to rattle my metal roof and make any discussion for a few seconds impossible even when yelling... despite 10-1/4" thick walls, triple-pane windows, and double-walled insulation.
As a joke, my wife, when they'd fly over, would yell, "PULL UP!! PULL UP!!"
Well, I suspect today a couple families (or more) got a horrible phone call. And when I left home to drive to town with my wife for my Doc's visit, there were enough official vehicles at the corner of our dirt roads that I thought maybe it was a police convention... Lots of snowmobiles on trailers with ahkio sleds, as well, though I already knew the chances of any recovery of living people was pretty much off the table.
Immediately before they crashed, the plane flew over the farm fields of our local licensed commercial cannabis grower with one engine visibly on fire. He heard the crash and successive explosions and ran toward the site with his teenage son and a neighbor.
Don't know the exact cause yet but do know the history a bit on that specific aircraft, as stated. Whether pertinent or not, my first thought was, "Don't work for anyone who doesn't PROPERLY maintain their fucking equipment... ever."
Douglas C-54 plane with 2 people on board crashes into river outside Fairbanks, Alaska
A plane crashed into the Tanana River outside Fairbanks, Alaska. Authorities say two people were on board, and no survivors have been found.
apnews.com
2 dead in crash of cargo plane near Fairbanks
A witness described hearing an explosion before the Douglas DC-4 went down Tuesday morning along the Tanana River.
Plane crashes into river in Alaska, officials say
Two people were onboard Douglas DC-4 that went down near Fairbanks on Tuesday, authorities say
www.theguardian.com
And the local paper's report, with a video clip attached, on-scene, of the crash site, shot by the local licensed cannabis producer who went to the scene immediately after the crash.
Two die when plane crashes into bluffs above Tanana River
The crash happened in the Cripple Creek area. Emergency personnel ask that no one comes to the scene because of fuel on the ground and dangerous ice on the river.
And suddenly, our little 'hood was all over the media around the whole world... For shitty reasons, of course.
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