I felt that since there are so many of you concerned about me that a blog would be the fastest way of reaching everyone in a timely manner with any news as it happens. I completed the PET scan on the 14th, now we hurry up and wait for the radiologists to go through the 300+ pictures and send the results to my doctor. Should now more very soon. Keith
I felt that since there are so many of you concerned about me that a blog would be the fastest way of reaching everyone in a timely manner with any news as it happens.
I completed the PET scan on the 14th, now we hurry up and wait for the radiologists to go through the 300+ pictures and send the results to my doctor. Should now more very soon.
KeithP.S. If you would like to talk to me don’t hesitate to call anytime my cell is 410-829-0624
These words were typed up and sent into the internet atmosphere a year ago today. The first time my private Keith braved a public posting. Mind you, he never played his cards close to his chest with family and friends that he held dear. But he was always nervous about the general public knowing his inner workings.
The first thing that happened was his cousin Patty and me gave him grief over his slaughter of grammar and spelling. He volleyed back at us, pointing out that if people wanted to know what was going on with him, they’d just have to live with his take on the English language. He got back at me today when I accidentally hit the “post” button on this blog after cutting and pasting his first entry above. Sorry about that, Marcia. I didn’t take it down before you commented.
So now that I have taken back control of our blog, I just want to thank you all who have followed us on our written journey. Keith’s meticulous scientific descriptions of the procedures sprinkled with his internet research links, with a recipe for duqqa thrown in for good measure, has evolved into my current day musings of my memories of Keith and my life without him.
I’m not good with reading our first entries but am grateful that they are there. There will come a time when I will want to remember how to make duqqa. Keith made sure we all have the recipe. He also showed me how to do it. Tired and weak, he planted himself on a stool in our kitchen and gave me step by step directions. “That’s too many sesame seeds. Wait, let me taste it. You need to grind it more. Bring it over here so I can show you how to do it.” and then the heart wrenching “I can’t, I don’t have the strength.”
That was the same thing he said to me when I posted my first blog on December 2, 2011. “Cherish, I’m too tired to write. Share the news that the PET scan shows that the cancer is gone.” 13 days later, he was gone.
Sometimes, there are human beings that burn so brightly, they burn out before we are ready to let them go. Keith, thankfully, left a trail for me to follow. A simple little blog called Keith’s Updates lives on, a toddler in the blog world celebrating it’s first anniversary. This calls for a little cake and duqqa. I know a good recipe.