Ipunty checking in.  Hope this note finds all you fellow cancees in
good health and cheer.  I myself am, surviving the cure, as I like to
say.  It has now been two years since my initial lymph node excision
an the discovery of what turned out to be cancer at the base of my
tongue and in another month that will include the major surgery.  The
treatment has changed me without a doubt.  But happily that has all
been physical.  Mentally I am as I always was albeit a bit more
iridescent thanks to the invention of the cyclotron, particularly
"Encore" the name of the one that gave me 38 doses.  Hmmmm, maybe I
was thinking of effervescent?  Or incandescent?  Oh well, must be
chemo brain or something like that.  Yes, I had chemo too.  The net
result has been that while the physical has changed  and I am aware of
it all of the time, it is tolerable.  What has become intolerable is
the economy, the war in Iraq, and a case of electile dysfunction that
has me worried about our future.  The saddness comes from realizing
that the one I can't change and the other, while I should be able to,
I can't either.  Oh dear, I digress.  Well, it must be chemo brain or
something like that.  No joke <g>.  Take care and stay well and
remember, we're all in this together.  Your fellow carcomaniac, ipunty