Cancer

I sometimes like to open my posts with a joke. But not this time. There isn ' t a joke for this.Mrs. Dalai has cancer.How ' s that for a kick in the ass? I am neither vain nor arrogant enough to think that I could write the ultimate treatise on dealing with a loved one ' s cancer. There are any number of engaging stories out there on Caring Bridge and the like. You don ' t want to read a tear-jerker anyway, nor do you want to endure every last boring and/or gory detail. Mrs. Dalai would be very upset with me if I shared all that. Hell, she ' s probably going to be upset with me for writing this at all. She is a very private person, and does not like any of her personal details floating out there in cyberspace.  Unlike me, of course. What Ican deliver is a sort of gestalt, a seat-of-the-pants level series of vignettes, of observations, of feelings. Perhaps a few do ' s and don ' ts for friends of those going through such things. In other words, I ' m going to start typing and we ' ll see what comes out. As usual. So...Where to start? Mrs. Dalai had upper respiratory symptoms periodically throughout the Fall of last year. Naturally, we worried about COVID-19, but we weren ' t as petrified over the possibility as her then-internist, who wouldn ' t let her in the door without a negative COVID test. And another one. And ANOTHER one. And eventhen, he referred her to the ER rather than risk her coming in the office. As you might guess, he is no longer her interni...
Source: Dalai's PACS Blog - Category: Radiology Source Type: blogs