There is little about my situation that is advantageous.

I have stage 4 lung cancer. That deserves no respect or any special treatment, per se. But I do feel that medical-type people should be aware and at least notice that I ain’t gonna be here forever. And what seems like a three month wait to you is a large percentage of my remaining life.

Okay, background. I visited with my neurosurgeon today. He wants me to try a caudal injection, which is different that the shots I had in December. He admits it still may not do the trick, but I appreciate the fact that he is avoiding surgery at all cost.

He was aghast when I told him it took three months from seeing him until I had my shots. He mentioned that he had never heard back from the doctors at Columbia Pain Management and had no idea what had been done.

When he took me out to the scheduling desk, the woman was taken aback when I said I would rather drive into Portland that deal with CPM again, she asked me why. When I mentioned the three month period, just was obviously mad. She told me I should have called her, and she promised I would have my caudal shot in less than a month, maybe even in less than two weeks. I think I pissed off the right people.

I always told Richard to play the cancer card. He never did. I am now trying to take my own advice.