Ted Rheingold
May 15, 2016 · 2 min read

I spent the last week in hospital mostly working on some deep nutritional issues. My long time slow weight loss (for months before I knew my situation) followed along by nutrition issues since then, left my body bereft of most everything. My mother came out the next day and then my father later in the week. Here’s a picture of fluids and food going into me at one point via IV and a nose tube.

I entered the ER weighing 150 and weigh about 175 now. I’ve still got some heavy secondary issues (on top of my horrific unspecified carcinoma) like jaundice and a touch of pneumonia (just a touch darling), on top of my nutrition management issues, but I’m home and I almost couldn’t keep it together when I saw Mabel waiting for me on front steps. All 5 of were home for the late afternoon spent mostly on the back porch while my parents helped with my garden and some chores. I was mostly sitting in one place or another, but my sister Susan said I couldn’t leave the hospital if I was just going to lie around. So I’m sitting and walking about the house, maybe to the corner tomorrow, but I’m frail as a joey right now.

I’ve got at least 3 long personal blog posts I’ve drafted, mostly, hatefully, from my phone, that I hope to review and make public. There’s A LOT more I want to talk about than just my medical status, but chemo’s the mean dog bitch that everyone promises and last week sucked, well the life out of back into me. I’ve also got a long list of v. important personal tasks: revising financial management and prep, getting Social Security disability approved (I was working independently upon diagnosis, so I no have employer benefits to avail), and of course insurance shit. So no promises about ‘nothin.

Molly continues to be the rock that Atlas stood on when he held up the earth and she started a journal as well, the first post of which will suck your breath away with it’s mundane brutality. I love her writing more than anything — I know she has countless stories she could share that would liken her ability to Flannery O’Connor — so I’m happy she’ll be writing now. So follow her and her pub.

I’m glad this turned into more than a quick update.

Season of the Witch

Ted Rheingold

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Wrestling with stage 4 carcinoma thanks to amazing researchers and oncologists. Passion for making the Internet do exciting and wonderful things.

Season of the Witch

Ted Rheingold

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