Life can be scary. Went to see Dr. Payne today (best Oncologisgt ever), and she told me that they found a new lung nodule. That makes three now. Nobody seems to be sure what the hell is going on with that. She said it doesn't appear to be cancer, but scheduled a CT lung biopsy to be sure. I have follow-up appointments with Dr. Payne and Dr. Kretchmer in January.

I hate to be negative, but I get the feeling like my body just doesn't want to be here. I do not know the best thing to do. Working out, eating right, and getting enough sleep didn't seem to do much for me. So, perhaps I should just eat what I want, do what I want, and not worry about it. The older I live through this thing, that's my attitude more and more. Life is too short to sweat the small stuff.

Life and death issues, life and death. Well, I guess you haven't lived until you get told by the doctor that you are a coin flip to survive. Pretty eye opening: sobering to say the least. Dr. Payne told me that I was now three years out. That's encouraging. Minus these lung nodules, I suppose life is good.

I have Cooperman, and Mr. Knox, and the best wife ever. She puts up with my laziness. She puts up with my nonchelant attitude. She keeps me sane and makes me insane at the same time (now that's love). Honestly, to you Wendy- You are the best. And whether I am sick or healthy, a couldn't be prouder to be your husband. Keep loving, keep listening, and keep your head up. Life moves quick, but Wendy moves quicker. You can never tell Wendy "you can't do that". And that my friend, is what makes her special. She finds a way to get things done. She is by all accounts, a "doer". Wendy has a gorgeous personality...and she is gorgeous. How did I get so lucky?



Look at how beautiful you are.

*Note the hand on the boob. I get the last laugh...lol.

...Smile, today could be your last.