“I haven’t posted a blog in weeks,” I said as he sat down at the kitchen table. “I know.” “I don’t know what to say.” My words lingered in the air waiting for his reply. With a hint of resignation in his voice and as he pushed himself up from the table to stand, he … Continue reading Timing is Everything
It’s a Saturday and I’m laughing to myself because I only have the cat, Gatita, as company. Hook drove to Port Aransas yesterday morning for a long weekend of fishing and to enjoy a time of de-stress before he begins a new round of chemo treatments in another week. I worried that he shouldn’t be … Continue reading Hook the Comedian
The Good Professor Speaks: Well it looks like I’ll begin the final leg of my cancer treatment – back to a six week regime of chemo infusions. That entails chemo once a week for two weeks then a week off (party week!). This treatment is normal after surgery to make sure if any cancer cells … Continue reading A Note From Hook AGAIN
I’m a dreamer not in the John Lennon sort of way but in The Cranberries’ Dreams sort of way. My dreams are never quite as they seem. Sometimes in my dreams, I watch what I believe is my own life except the main female character doesn’t look like me and the main male character doesn’t … Continue reading His and Her Dreams
Sorry to get so Catholic on you but we are in the Lenten season. For those not of the Catholic persuasion, parts of the world are locked in a 40 days and 40 nights spiritual closet, excluding Sundays, with only bread and water as creature comforts. In the Hook household, we’re off sugar and alcohol. … Continue reading One Lenten Season
The ABBA songs ended. No more ABBA and no more sugar in the Hook household. Hook is convinced I’m obsessed with sugar and I’m convinced he has selective hearing. At his final appointment with the surgeon last week, Hook mentioned to the doctor that he’d had a glass of wine the other night. The surgeon … Continue reading The Sugar Nazi
I’m listening to ABBA’s Dancing Queen right now because last night, Hook and I watched Priscilla, Queen of the Desert. By the end of the movie, we both wanted to hear more Mama Mia! How many people would be willing to admit that out loud to the world? If you live in Texas and you … Continue reading Sometimes We All Need a Little ABBA
There’s something that’s been bothering me that I’ve been pretending doesn’t bother me and every time it comes up, I get a little more pissed than the last time it came up. It would seem that if I just wrote about it here that this might relieve some of the tension or perhaps help me … Continue reading Who Deserves Cancer?
I'm on a quest this morning. Actually, I'm back on a quest, a re-quest. Ha! I'm also on a coffee high so if this blog sounds like I'm bouncing off the walls, it's just the caffeine working its way into my fingers! Okay, the quest. Before Hook's and my sabbatical detour into no-where-near-Australia took place, … Continue reading Where In Australia – Part II
There is a slogan heard throughout my city: Keep Austin Weird. I'll admit we are a strange brew, an idiosyncratic bunch, concocting good times acceptable only to those who live here. But never in all of my city's weirdness did I expect to find that my other favorite weird place, Australia, has been tangled up … Continue reading Austin and Australia Hook-Up
Hook hasn't fallen down so no worries there. That title actually applies to me and I'll get to that in a moment, but first a quick update on Hook for all those Hook groupies out there. The Amazing Power of Hook's Body The last of the I.V.s was removed on Friday when Hook met with … Continue reading Falling Down and Getting Back Up Again
In an hour, I’ll leave the house and drive to the hospital to pick up Hook for his re-discharge. Before I left the hospital last night, I asked Hook if he had any new year's resolutions. I half expected him to say, ‘I don’t make new year’s resolutions’. But, I knew this second stay at … Continue reading Thrive in 2013
Before reading, you might want to repeat after me: It's all going to be okay. It will all be O-K. Hook and I are sitting in St. David's Emergency Room not because we have an emergency or even a critical situation. Rather, after visiting with the surgeon this morning, we all decided (the surgeon, Hook, … Continue reading How Far Will a Man Go to Watch Football on ESPN?
Many of you have enjoyed Hook's unique bug Christmas cards for the last dozen years or so. For 2012, we still have an insect to share by way of a public Christmas card to our family, friends, and all the good people of the world who have been keeping up with our blog (72 countries … Continue reading Merry Christmas Mates!
As I sit in the hospital cafeteria and dream of life outside the walls of St. David’s, my POW-stricken husband lies in his 5th floor room being poked, prodded, picked, and occasionally pampered. With a hollowed, gaunt look of someone who has been starved and beaten, Hook’s recovery continues but his appetite struggles to rise … Continue reading The Great Hook Escape
As promised, a message from Allan (that he typed himself). For those who have never heard me say his given name, Allan is Hook, sometimes called "Al" by colleagues and only called Allan by me when I'm upset with him or when I feel very loving toward him -- keeps him on his toes! And, … Continue reading A Message from Allan