Saturday morning

I didn't want to get out of bed this morning because of the pain. I thought if I slept longer maybe it would go away. I wasn't surprised that I had pain because I didn't take any medication during the night.

I was really feeling sorry for myself. And, for the first time I was felling like "why me, will I really get better."

My first stop was the porcelain throne-still very constipated from the drugs and because the tumor is preventing my pancreas from creating bile.

Nothing happened, damn. I did manage to read another chapter from Brad Thor’s The Lions of Lucerne. The book is about a secret service agent, Scott Harvart, who is caught up in a plot to kill the president and blame it on Muslims. Scott is having a bad day but I think would rather be in his position right now.

I took my medication and within 30 minutes I started feeling better. My challenge will be remaining positive.

Steve will mentor me today in the use of an I-touch and particularly how to load stuff from I-tunes. We’ll also probably clean some guns. At the moment Pat and Steve are participating in a 5k fun walk. Later this evening we may even try some salsa dancing.

Earlier this week, Bob Hutter -a college room mate called. Bob is a very close friend who always makes me laugh. We decided that we, along with Frank Jacobs –another college roommate, would meet in Atlantic City early Dec. I also asked Steve to join us and will ask Chris to come also. [After my father’s funeral in May, my immediate family went to AC-it’s a place where you can escape reality.]

For the next hour or so, I will be playing ham radio. My ham radio buddies have been very supportive.