Aretha Franklin was always a large woman. She had muscled shoulders, and when her grandchildren posted a video of her today from March, I saw the wasting I am experiencing in my shoulders. I could not believe how frail she looked in March. Steve Jobs at his final Apple Corporate meeting looks exactly like I do now. Both suffered from Endocrine cancer, and with all their success and financial security, the disease could not be stopped. It is slow and steady, but there are specialist in regard to this cancer, and I cannot imagine that Franklin did not have the PRRT treatment in Europe, but I doubt she had time to get on a waiting list for the treatment at a research hospital, and I have heard that she had a fear of flying, and the European treatment would have required her flying four times to Europe. I hope they tell us more about her final illness.
I have been humbled by my blind luck of getting the treatment before I slid into a slow descent to hell. Yet, Steve Jobs and Aretha Franklin have unlimited resources, and they certainly may not have gotten the best treatment, and in Jobs case the liver transplant required incompetent complicit doctors.
I went to the dentist today as my rear two upper molars have crumbled, in part from radiation and cavities. When you are dying you do not figure to be alive long enough to deal with dental issues. The problem is that those two molars are connected to a large mandibular bone which will make extraction very difficult. The dentist had never seen such a large one. (that is exactly what my wife said) I will need to go to an oral surgeon. They have given me a temporary filling which he believes will last until I come back from Florida this Spring. This is tough planning things now because six months ago I was told I would be dead in September, but it is a good problem.
I have been humbled by my blind luck of getting the treatment before I slid into a slow descent to hell. Yet, Steve Jobs and Aretha Franklin have unlimited resources, and they certainly may not have gotten the best treatment, and in Jobs case the liver transplant required incompetent complicit doctors.
I went to the dentist today as my rear two upper molars have crumbled, in part from radiation and cavities. When you are dying you do not figure to be alive long enough to deal with dental issues. The problem is that those two molars are connected to a large mandibular bone which will make extraction very difficult. The dentist had never seen such a large one. (that is exactly what my wife said) I will need to go to an oral surgeon. They have given me a temporary filling which he believes will last until I come back from Florida this Spring. This is tough planning things now because six months ago I was told I would be dead in September, but it is a good problem.