I thought I had shut down this blog forever but something came up that warrants reopening.
In December of 2013, I wrote that I suffered from blood clots in the left leg. E.g., Merry Fucking Christmas. On January 1, 2014, I announced that I was ending the blog. Among other things, I wrote that: “Although I am truly worn out, I am OK. I am not quitting because of health reasons.” I didn’t know it then, but I was wrong.
Since my attempt to kill the blog, the pain in my left leg worsened and the swelling refused to abate even though the new miracle drug for blood clots that I took was working. As a result, I began a magical mystery tour of doctors including, but not limited to, my general practitioner, a cardiologist, an orthopedic surgeon, an interventional radiologist, a gastroenterologist and a oncologist/hematologist.
Yesterday, I learned that I have Hodgkin’s lymphoma. For what it is worth, that is the “good” kind. It also explains my exhaustion and the blood clots that suddenly appeared while I was in Sioux City trying a case in December of 2013.
My very experienced oncologist tells me that the disease is at stage III or IV and a bone marrow biopsy next week will determine whether it is stage III or IV. That is not nearly as dire as it sounds. “Hodgkin lymphoma is one of the most curable cancers. Cure is even more likely if it is diagnosed and treated early. Unlike other cancers, Hodgkin lymphoma is also curable in its late stages.” Hodgkin Lymphoma.
Because I made such a fuss about legal realism and transparency while this blog was active, remaining silent seemed dishonest. I won’t start treatment (chemotherapy and possibly radiation) until shortly after March 17, 2014. Periodically, I will let you know how I am doing.
By the way, I am pretty proud of myself. It seems that I have resurrected Generalissimo Francisco Franco. (He’s alive!) And that, my dear friends, is the perfect exemplification of Article III power.