It has been far too long since my last entry here. When I started radiation therapy I was told that fatigue would be the most likely side effect. I’m not sure that’s a good term for what I experienced. As expected, I was tired. As some resources warned, sleep did not seem to relieve the exhaustion. Several months afterwards it seems that someone put my brain in a radiation-proof box for safekeeping, it certainly wasn’t available to me.

I was unable to continue reading serious material at the rate that I had maintained during chemo, and completely unable to bear down and capsulize the experience. I got nasty notes from the library about books I had read completely – long overdue. Even though the last several volumes I read made sense, I found myself unable to actually write so much as a coherent paragraph on any of them. Perhaps later. For now they seem too distant.

There is one book review coming up shortly, I’ve started Steven Brill’s America’s Bitter Pill, his magnum opus about the genesis of Obamacare. It starts with him laying in the hospital the night before open-heart surgery, giving him a good perspective on the problems. My last year gives me some similar insights, I trust, so I’ll have no problem getting through this volume, and I’ll certainly have a few things to say about it.

By Thanksgiving Day the fog had mostly lifted and though I could not return to the blog, I was able to revive the Quotes of the Day web server and restart the daily mailings. Other than a two-day absence in December caused by weather-induced power failure, I have mailed the quotes every day since. I don’t believe there has ever been such a consistent stream in the 15 years of the project. For now, I intend to focus on that rather than making a major push here, although I will be back to making cranky observations on the news. Please don’t expect any serious literary efforts soon.

If my year battling cancer is of interest to you, Lord knows there’s no reason why it should, I do have most of it written up here. It should probably suffice that in early December I had an extensive set of CT scans which revealed no metastatic disease, and after Christmas I had a colonoscopy that showed no signs of cancer at the site of resection. So thank God and onward!