Sunday I headed to Mayo.  I met Monica at Boondocks (fitting) off the interstate and she shuttled me up, around on Monday and back down, catering to my every whim.  Pity Monica.  Two weeks before, I talked with Drennan who recommended her medical oncologist at Mayo.  She put in a call to him and he … Continue reading Backwards 7 And Bone Cement, Coming Right Up →

Jill approached me a few months ago about having a little something to celebrate me being ten years cancer-free.  Her brother Clint and his wife Rachel are members at Wakonda Country Club and offered to have it there and so it was.  Two weeks before the party, I was given the news of incurable cancer. … Continue reading When the Keldermans throw a party…. →