Another Check Mark

Its another check mark, # 16 with 29 to go.  A graduation ceremony yesterday and another today.  I am amazed I am used to this.  And praying to God it works.  At worst its bought me some more time, and driving up there at 2 every afternoon then lying there for 5 minutes is not tough.  Today driving up I thought about 35 years ago being on that road,  I5.  It would have been Charlie & me going up to Black's after watching Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman and some refreshments, for an afternoon of sun and surf and fun fun fun nude on the beach and on the yellow brick road.  And now Charlie is dead, gone for 61 weeks, and I am going up for radiation.  How the times do change.  One of the technicians was interested in seeing a photo of me sporting my huge Hendrix Afro from that era, I shall see if I can find one to show her.

From The Varian Company

The radiation machine at the Moores cancer center at UCSD.  Runs about $3 million.  I have another 30 + days to go.

You lie on that little table.  They scan you for a few minutes to make sure your innards are optimal, then the scanning panels withdraw and the star trek object circles for two minutes, side to side, I timed it.  There are two pictures taped onto the star trek object, one I never figured out, a bird trying to eat a frog with the caption "never give up!" and I couldn't tell if they were talking about the bird or the frog, and another of a little kid with THE most determined look on his face saying "You can do this!"  The fear, the terror.  And now as of this update July 4, day before my last zap, I stand in awe of the place, curing people, giving people back their lives, a temple of healing, an absolute miracle, one of the best facilities of its kind in the world only 15 miles up I 5.