Thursday, December 8, 2022

To the hospital

In my previous blog I talked about my friend who’s in the hospital. I was appalled that he was still working from his hospital bed. Apparently there are people in his company that figured out the optics of that weren’t very good. His meetings have been canceled until he can work from home again. 

The good news is that it looks like he’ll be going home in a few days. It was looking bad for a while there. My lovely wife and I decided to make the three hour drive south to see him. We stayed with other friends so we could be there longer. 

Cancer sucks. 

My once athletic friend is now a very frail old man. The medical system can’t cure him. What they can do is play whack a mole with growths as they pop up. This time around they couldn’t find a growth causing his recent problems. Right now they are blaming his current issues on changes in his medication. 

It wasn’t a good time for us to go south for a couple days, but it was worth seeming my friend. He’s been like a brother to me. What kind of a friend would I be if I couldn’t make time to go see him? This could have been end of the road for all we knew. 

I have to say it again: cancer sucks.



  1. My condolences for your friend's condition. I hope he feels better soon.

    You are a good friend for visiting him. Though, as a former patient, I did not appreciate people coming to look at the fat guy dressed in a gown. 8^) I'm a lousy patient - what can I say ?

    1. He's recovering from the most recent issue, but of course, he still has cancer. It still sucks.

  2. Cancer impacts everything. Personal lives are effected, friends don't know what to say, families cry. Yes, Cancer Sucks. After physical strength wanes strength comes from good friends, and family, and you have been the Best for him, and many.
    Peace and Balance,

    1. Of my close friend group they thought I'd be the one to die first. However, it's the ones who we thought would live for ever who are on the way out. Go figure.

  3. Yeh, cancer sucks. I'm having some cut off my head next week. Hopefully, it has not spread.
    Although frail, at least your mate got to be an old man. A dear friend went to a heart attack last week at 52. That sucks most.

  4. Cancer sucks. I lost one of my oldest and dearest friends earlier this year to it (she was 51). She fought a lot harder and longer than most people I've known who've died of it.