Beltane Cancer Moon
Both Kate and I have a weariness this Memorial Day weekend, one occasioned by the intensity of the last week. Kate got a schedule for her feeding-tube placement which ended three months or more of maneuvering within the practices of Lisa Gidday, Westermann, Gupta, and Smith. I spent Wednesday pleading with various parties to authorize tests that would let me get on with treating my cancer. On Thursday the bone scan and good Nick. On Friday the drive to Lone Tree and Gilroy’s wonderful, “The bone scan was clean as a whistle.” That’s enough for one week.