One in the Hand is Worth Three in the Arm
July 2018 CANCER CHECK-UP .. .Report Four months, or one hundred and twenty days, or two thousand, eight hundred, eighty hours. No matter how you measure this particular length of time, it is the maximum length of time, determined by those with medical expertise, between reassessments of the state of the stage 4 clear cell renal carcinoma that occupies, or has occupied my body. In this capacity, my doctor functions as a sort of parole officer. I have a four month leash. A four month leash functions a bit like a work week. Except most days are like weekends. When Sunday late afternoon rolls around however, and Monday’s challenges flood my mind, I get a bit nervous for the next day’s agenda. In my case, the day starts with people who poke holes in my body in order to to extract blood for analysis, and other holes through which they inject a dye that lights up when subjected to a specific type of electromagnetic radiation. In case you’re wondering, this radiation has a wavel...