It’s always fun to get a phone call during morning meeting from your oncologist, who you just met yesterday, and who says, “You know last night when we thought a few zaps of radiation of your cancerous lesion would be the way to go? “Well, after more consultations with other oncologists, it’s now the consensus...
I called Monday morning and the news was what I thought—but with an unexpected twist
I have a malignant carcinoma on my toe…type is Kaposi’s Sarcoma.
"To me, as a gay boy, hugging another boy was perfectly natural. It always has been, it always will be. I always felt instinctively somehow that people would disapprove and say I was naughty. And I always felt instinctively that I knew what I wanted and I was going to have it and all those disapproving people could just go suck eggs and pound sand. Even at the height of the worst spiritual and sexual repression that Oklahoma and its churches could dole out, my inner belief has always been the same. There's nothing wrong with me. I've known who I am and what I wanted since I was at least five. And everyone else who is not onboard with that can go over Niagra Falls without a barrel."
Bosco started to limp today, indicating a spread of the osteosarcoma to his joint. He also just had a long episode of tremors, so now we’re on our way to NVS to try to get help to get him through the night. And snow is beginning in Nashville. So. You know. Yeah. [And thanks everyone...
His Majesty is NOT in a mood to be recorded. Rash is gone, ears are better, but not quite there yet. Annnnddd … we discovered a cyst on the Royal Tuckus, which will be medically treated. If that doesn’t work, lancing and draining will be required and that brings forth a nightmare of epic proportions...
His Majesty is trying to magically blink away this followup vet visit, a la “I Dream of Jeannie” It’s not working. He’s… Posted by Steve Pollock on Wednesday, December 27, 2017
Two days, two vet visits. Sascha, Queen of Our Hearts, seems to be steadily losing the use of her back legs. Not been a… Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, December 12, 2017 [Update: She’s home resting. Ummmm. Herniated disks and arthritis and a messed up spine and has feeling lower down, but can barely move....
“I must protest this assault upon Our Imperial and Royal Person! We have been captured and drugged –DRUGGED, We tell… Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, December 11, 2017
Beagle. Anal. Glands. If you have/have had a beagle, you probably understand why we’re over the river and through the… Posted by Steve Pollock on Saturday, November 25, 2017
The Diddler’s Club What we learned this week: • Al Franken is the latest member of the “People Who Diddled People Who Didn’t Want to be Diddled” Club. This Diddlers Club, of which we’re all so very proud, officially now consists of the nation’s President; at least two former presidents; two or three sitting United...
Taking Fergus home after some surgery to remove a couple of skin tags, his teeth thoroughly cleaned and some testing. He… Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, August 1, 2016
His Imperial Highness Prince #IAmTheRoux wishes his Loyal Subjects at home and Dear Friends Abroad, that, owing to an… Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, April 14, 2016
From longtime favorite strip, "Piranha Club," (still known as "Ernie" in Scandinavia), a 'toon from October 1999 that I… Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, March 3, 2016
[Gross picture alert. You've been warned! Unfazed? Well, I warned ya. Besides, you got two of these inside you,… Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, March 1, 2016
Guess what came back with me from Minnesota? Yup, the ugly green hospital cactus booties. But for some reason, His… Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, February 15, 2016
The whole Minnesota experience was mostly Minnesota Nice, always efficient and highly effective. It was also at times… Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, February 15, 2016
[Posting all this here for everyone, 'cause my phone is temporarily misplaced. Thanks for understanding.]Guess what's… Posted by Steve Pollock on Saturday, February 6, 2016
Again with the teal booties; at least this time, they match the chair! Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, February 5, 2016
I WANT this thing. It has a hose that hooks to your gown and it blows cold or hot air up your jumper. Called "Bear Paws," it's pretty awesome. Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, February 5, 2016
"Et Sanavit Omnes." Lobby of St. Mary's Hospital, Rochester, while waiting on my escort to the spot I've been trying to get to for 12 years."Et sanavit omnes" translated: "And he healed them all" Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, February 5, 2016
Good morning, St. Mary's and Mayo! Two degrees, huh? Beautiful day for yank/slice/dice! Let's get it on! Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, February 5, 2016
Remember that movie from 1979, "Alien" ? THIS is how I've felt for 12 years. It's time to take out the trash, you alien adrenal. Hope Dr. McKenzie and his team can handle this thing! Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, February 5, 2016
Hey! Wanna see what the excellent Mayo endocrinological surgical team will be doing to me at 10 this morning? No? Then… Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, February 5, 2016
As Sinatra would say, "So make it one for my baby and one more for the road."Farewell Dr. Pepper! I'll see you in recovery around noon! Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, February 5, 2016
A few hours ago, I took the final dose of the drug that has kept my adrenal glands in check dor over six years. Why… Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, February 5, 2016
I knew this place and I would get along when I saw the history museum and found out the Mayo brothers had a reading… Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, February 4, 2016
My home for the next eight hours. Spiffy. Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, February 2, 2016
Booties. Not my color. Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, February 2, 2016
Mayo's St. Mary's Hospital admitting area is like an airport at 5:30 in the morning. Now boarding: Passengers carrying small, screaming adrenal glands in need of chastisement, gate 2. Board! Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, February 2, 2016
Good morning, Rochester! Blizzard coming, ready? Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, February 2, 2016
Good morning, adrenal glamds. We have a surprise for you! (5 am…SUCH an ugly time to get outta bed!) Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, February 2, 2016
The sun is gone, swallowed by white fog. Flag is limp on the mast. Blizzard warning begins at 6. The sun is not hidden;… Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, February 1, 2016
36 hours from now, my cholocystectomy should be finished and I should be floating on a cloud of anesthetic and pain killer. Can’t happen soon enough for me. There’s a 10-mm stone in there and I’ve been on a fat-free diet for two months. I’ll keep most of the diet, but hopefully lose all the...
Having gone outside to let the beagle do his thing, and counting how many times I’ve sneezed in the past fifteen minutes, I have to think that my old nemesis — spring allergies — has returned.