had my beloved Steelers won the Super Bowl.
Not only was last nights Super Bowl one of the most exciting football games I have ever watched, the New York Giants won, beating the smug, and over confident New England Patriots.
And when Bill Belicheck walked off the field in a huff, even before the game ended, it made the victory by the Giants just that much sweeter.
WAY TO GO GIANTS!!!!!
We’re slowly being pick off.
At least that’s how Edie felt after hearing one more friend has likely been diagnosed with lymphoma. (The diagnosis was made based on a CT scan only, but the doctor was pretty confident in his diagnosis. More tests are being run.)
Still, when I started to take an inventory of everyone around me who has been diagnosed with some serious illness, I couldn’t help but think to myself, there just maybe something to that statement.
Since my diagnosis with Mantle Cell Lymphoma (MCL) in 2002, my wife has been diagnosed wit Multiple Myeloma (MM), another friend with Non Hodgkins Lymphoma (NHL), two bike riding buddies, one with NHL as well, and the other with bone cancer, two wine drinking friends, husband and wife, with prostrate and breast cancer respectively, a third with cirrhosis of the liver and another is currently receiving treatment for breast cancer.
Counting me, that’s 9 people, and very likely 10 who have been diagnosed with some sort of cancer.
This is just too bizarre for words, and seems more than coincidental. I just wish I had the answer.
I always knew I was way ahead of my time. This just wasn’t what I had expected.
After completing the 109 miles of El Tour de Tucson, 2 weeks ago, you might recall my post about unbelievably managing to down 4 pints of Guiness.
Well, while I was downing those 4 beers, I was having a discussion about lymphoma, with the coach and 2 of the participants, when I was asked what I thought the reason I had been fortunate enough not to have needed treatment for the past 5+ years.
My immediate response was, I just felt it was the luck of the draw, and that there really isn’t anything one can do to prolong the inevitable.
Now whether that is true or not would certainly spark a wild debate, were that to be the intention for this post, which it isn’t. After all I’m not even sure I believe it totally. Else why would I continue to ride my bike as much as I do, and have not had a hair cut since my diagnosis. (We certainly can’t forget the story of Sampson?)
In fact, I do believe those are two contributing factors, along with a little bit of luck and avoiding any medications, vitamins, supplements etc., that has enabled me to escape the need for treatment to this date, and which is what brings me to the point of this post and cartoon, courtesy of Walt Handelsman, which I thought worthy of sharing.
It just seems rather apropos at the moment.