9/11/10 came: I was in my gown being roled down the hallway at early a.m. hour. I was frightened but after 3 resections and BCG's and Chemo I knew I had to get to the next step. One of my favorite doctors, the square shooting oncologist, Dr. Barbara McAneney said she had used her best magic bullets and they had failed to touch the cancer.
I drifted away into the unknown for 6 hours, came back wondering when they were going to get going until the clock on wall came into focus said 2 p.m.
I remember through the fuzz eventually seeing my wife Kelly, my son Jake, and my friend Dr. Derrick Lee. Nurses, aides technicians were a blur I saw, and I spoke, the speaking? I don't remember any context!
Somewhere after 48 hours a great fear gripped my soul --- reality as blurry as it was to me began to slip --- I was frightened, I felt alone, I heard others speak but I did not understand, I hear my voice!
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