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One year ago, 20 March 2022, I was coming up out of my basement workshop when I felt a muscle pull in my left calf. I spent the next couple of weeks trying to baby it and spent a lot of time in the recliner. It did not get better. It got worse. It ended up with me flat on my back in the ICU, being told that if I moved I might die. It was a clot. By then, I'd already had one instance of a chunk of the clot breaking off and going to my lung. I was posting on the 'Campfire when it hit. I found myself on the floor with my chair on top of me and no idea how I got there.

They dissolved the clot well enough that I was able to go turkey hunting that weekend.

Then the test results came back: I had a malignant mass on top of one of my Kidneys. The cancer was what was causing the clots. In very short order, I went to SS and declared myself retired. I scheduled Chemo and went turkey hunting for what might be the last time. I bagged a nice bird, managed to drag it out (a lifetime achievement in and of itself), and then submitted myself to the IV-covered halls of the Chemo Clinic. You know the rest of the story.

I have been making progress reports on this august forum for a year. Today, I find myself feeling quite a bit better than a year ago. The major lingering effects are a small but permanent hearing loss. I also have peripheral neuropathy in my fingers and feet. The former has not affected my ability to hear turkey calls. The latter is down to a level where it is barely affecting me.

It is time to put a fork in this project. I go back to the oncologist in April, but I'm expecting he will tell me I'm still clean. The Turkey Opener is on the 15th. Pursuant to that, I'm meeting #1 grandchild, Mooselette down at the farm this week. It's her Spring Break and I'm bringing her a 20 Gauge shotgun to try out. I will be bringing my Brown Bess for some final tuning.

Thank each and every one of you for all the prayers, support, kind words and GFYs.

With apologies to Anonymous, the Scot, I leave you with my address to the IV Infusion Room on the day I rang the bell:


"Of all the comrades that e'er I had
They may be sorry for my going away
And all the nurses that e'er I had
They might wish me one more day

But since it fell unto my lot
That I should rise and y'all should not
I gently rise and softly call
Goodbye, and Joy be to you all."
Very happy for you.
Fighting pays off!

Never give up.
I pray that the fork comes out with clean bill of health.
Congratulations buddy! Prayers by the hundreds came your way!

Ron
Prayers for your continued good health
So happy for you!!
That’s awesome.
Congratulations!
Very happy for you sir..
Cancer ain't no fun, that's a fact. Side effects of chemo and radiation are epic. Still beats the hell out of being dead I imagine.
Happy for you. Enjoy life.
I’m very glad, had some scares with that cancer cshit myself. Prayers that you have whooped it’s ass for good!!!
Glad you took the right path when your road forked.. I certainly enjoy your tales....
glad to hear that you are making such good progress
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Congratulations and I sincerely hope your meeting goes well. All the best for future days and may you never see the recliner room again.
Excellent to hear. Hoping for the best from the upcoming tests.
Great news
Congratulations
Way to stay positive Shaman.
Good on you!
Great news, congrats!
Congrats on your recovery and PTL the meeting goes even better.
Praying for the best of news, shaman.
Hang in there!
Uplifting posting, so glad to read!
Congratulations on a hard fought victory. Keep livin life to its fullest my friend.
Congrats!
Enjoy those Grandkids every chance you get and be purposeful with the extended time you have been given.
Originally Posted by shaman
One year ago, 20 March 2022, I was coming up out of my basement workshop when I felt a muscle pull in my left calf. I spent the next couple of weeks trying to baby it and spent a lot of time in the recliner. It did not get better. It got worse. It ended up with me flat on my back in the ICU, being told that if I moved I might die. It was a clot. By then, I'd already had one instance of a chunk of the clot breaking off and going to my lung. I was posting on the 'Campfire when it hit. I found myself on the floor with my chair on top of me and no idea how I got there.

They dissolved the clot well enough that I was able to go turkey hunting that weekend.

Then the test results came back: I had a malignant mass on top of one of my Kidneys. The cancer was what was causing the clots. In very short order, I went to SS and declared myself retired. I scheduled Chemo and went turkey hunting for what might be the last time. I bagged a nice bird, managed to drag it out (a lifetime achievement in and of itself), and then submitted myself to the IV-covered halls of the Chemo Clinic. You know the rest of the story.

I have been making progress reports on this august forum for a year. Today, I find myself feeling quite a bit better than a year ago. The major lingering effects are a small but permanent hearing loss. I also have peripheral neuropathy in my fingers and feet. The former has not affected my ability to hear turkey calls. The latter is down to a level where it is barely affecting me.

It is time to put a fork in this project. I go back to the oncologist in April, but I'm expecting he will tell me I'm still clean. The Turkey Opener is on the 15th. Pursuant to that, I'm meeting #1 grandchild, Mooselette down at the farm this week. It's her Spring Break and I'm bringing her a 20 Gauge shotgun to try out. I will be bringing my Brown Bess for some final tuning.

Thank each and every one of you for all the prayers, support, kind words and GFYs.

With apologies to Anonymous, the Scot, I leave you with my address to the IV Infusion Room on the day I rang the bell:


"Of all the comrades that e'er I had
They may be sorry for my going away
And all the nurses that e'er I had
They might wish me one more day

But since it fell unto my lot
That I should rise and y'all should not
I gently rise and softly call
Goodbye, and Joy be to you all."
Awesome to here some winning now and again!
Great news for you and all of yours..... bad news for the turkeys cool
Great News! Hope you bag a big Tom!
Very glad to hear this!! Congrats and continued prayers for many more adventures and time with the grandkids!!
For the average hunter, I don't know that there is a better "close to God" hunt than a Kentucky spring turkey hunt. I am grateful that there are more hunts in your future and will send our God an extra prayer of thanks. Warms my heart.
Thumbs up Shaman.
Thanks all. I drove down to the farm. I'm waiting for Moose and Mooselette to show up. I tried to get the water running, and the pump kept turning on.

I borrowed a moving strap from the neighbor and managed to get the concrete lid on the cistern open. I found the problem: the cock that bypasses the foot valve was AFU. I managed to repair the problem and got everything back together.

Funny, I could not have done that a year ago-- didn't have the strength, and I didn't know why. I chalked it up to aging. Whoda thunk?
Best wishes for continued good reports. As I am sure you are doing, live like there is no tomorrow.
Originally Posted by rockinbbar
Fighting pays off!


Sure beat the alternative . . .



Always fight. Never go down without a fight.
Good deal! Better take up Crappie fishing,I want to catch a bunch of em before I kick off.
I have loved reading your posts. Your attitude has been exemplary.
Glad you're feeling better and kicked cancers àss!
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