I want to burn myself a custom CD to listen to during the time I'm taking radiation treatments every day. The rad techs have promised to play it for me every time. The theme is "burning." You might think of the CD as a "burn" burn. :)
First song will be: Hunka Hunka Burnin' Love (Elvis Presley)
Next song may be: Hot Sun in the Summertime
One song could be: Proud Mary (big wheel keep on turnin', proud Mary keep on burnin')
One song will be: Do That To Me One More Time, Once Is Never Enough (Captain & Tenielle; in honor of the daily nature of radiation therapy)
I'll finish it off with one of my favorite songs: Winning (Santana -- "I'm winning, I'm winning, I'm winning, and I don't intend on losing again...")
Can you all think of other "burning" songs that I might want to use?
Send your ideas to me at mailto:denzler@hughes.net.
Thanks!
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"Nubbin" on March 13, 2011
...and I'm not even in the water yet!
A mere six months after finishing treatment.
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"Nubbin" on March 13, 2011
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...and I'm not even in the water yet!
Brenda -- September 2010
A mere six months after finishing treatment.
Brenda October 2009
An Acceptance Manifesto
I accept that I have the diagnosis of cancer.
I accept that I have been brought to NED status (maybe “cured,” or maybe not; only time will tell).
I accept that it is very, very possible -- if not, indeed, probable -- that I will become metastatic at some point in the future.
I do *not* accept that when I become metastatic, it means that the only kind of treatment goal that is worth having is to try to contain the cancer and keep me symptom free for as long as possible.
I choose a return to NED status as my first-line treatment goal if/when I become metastatic.
I accept that this treatment goal may not be achievable. Indeed, statistically speaking, it is not at all likely.
I accept that if we try but cannot achieve Stage IV NED, our goal will become to keep the cancer contained and give me a good quality of life for as long as possible.
I accept that if we try but cannot achieve Stage IV NED, accepting the second-line, drop-back treatment goal means that eventually I will die of the cancer.
I do *not* accept dying of the cancer without even TRYING to achieve Stage IV NED first.
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If all of this means that I have not made peace with my diagnosis, then may I never, ever, ever make peace with it. May I never, ever give in to premature surrender disguised as “acceptance.”
I accept that I have been brought to NED status (maybe “cured,” or maybe not; only time will tell).
I accept that it is very, very possible -- if not, indeed, probable -- that I will become metastatic at some point in the future.
I do *not* accept that when I become metastatic, it means that the only kind of treatment goal that is worth having is to try to contain the cancer and keep me symptom free for as long as possible.
I choose a return to NED status as my first-line treatment goal if/when I become metastatic.
I accept that this treatment goal may not be achievable. Indeed, statistically speaking, it is not at all likely.
I accept that if we try but cannot achieve Stage IV NED, our goal will become to keep the cancer contained and give me a good quality of life for as long as possible.
I accept that if we try but cannot achieve Stage IV NED, accepting the second-line, drop-back treatment goal means that eventually I will die of the cancer.
I do *not* accept dying of the cancer without even TRYING to achieve Stage IV NED first.
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If all of this means that I have not made peace with my diagnosis, then may I never, ever, ever make peace with it. May I never, ever give in to premature surrender disguised as “acceptance.”
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Jabberwock
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
“And, hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.
By Lewis Caroll
jabberwock (definition)
1. A manifestation of the deepest level of fear in the human psyche.
2. All of the things that one is afraid of that one can put no proper name to.
3. The name of Lewis Carroll's mmonster in The poem "Jabberwocky"; it appears only when Alice is afraid and once confronted, never appears again.
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
“And, hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.
By Lewis Caroll
jabberwock (definition)
1. A manifestation of the deepest level of fear in the human psyche.
2. All of the things that one is afraid of that one can put no proper name to.
3. The name of Lewis Carroll's mmonster in The poem "Jabberwocky"; it appears only when Alice is afraid and once confronted, never appears again.
1 comment:
Hi Brenda,
I have to tell you my radiation music experience. Every day for several weeks of my radiation would be played "It's A Wonderful Life" by Louis Armstrong. (It was near Christmas time.) I think every time that it played, I felt extra lonely and in dispair. The session is over in a flash but a good variety of music would be in order so that you don't detest the songs at a later time.
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