tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58941212797193388542024-03-05T12:53:44.413-08:00Shelley Macdonald DesignsCHOOSE YOUR ATTITUDE AND FOLLOW YOUR DREAMSAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08098407889665887617noreply@blogger.comBlogger452125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894121279719338854.post-59068629733739282992015-10-11T17:23:00.000-07:002015-10-11T17:23:02.997-07:00The Art of Giving Care ~ October 11, 2015<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My husband Rod is my caregiver, chef, minister of laughter, partner in crime, world class snuggle and best friend. In spite of all that is going on in my life, he makes time to give back to the community at the Council on Aging's Meals on Wheels Program. I'm so proud he's been named October 2015's Volunteer of the Month.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'll have an update on me after we meet with my oncologist on October 15th. Let's see if I can continue to baffle the medical community!</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08098407889665887617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894121279719338854.post-81752723561823454462015-09-01T18:39:00.000-07:002015-09-01T18:39:29.479-07:00De-Liver Me Tour ~ Face the Music and Dance ~ August 31, 2015<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><u>Remember Plan B?</u></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My last update, on June 15th, discussed the aforementioned Plan B for treating the two new liver tumors (Sebastian and Brunhilda). It's called </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Stereotactic Body Radiation Therapy (or SBRT). I've come to understand there is no simple description for anything in the medical field, hence their fondness for acronyms. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The SBRT was to be done at Kaiser SSF. It starts with </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">imaging </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">to precisely map the exact position of the tumors and create a customized treatment plan. A device called a CyberKnife (conjures up all kinds of images) directs radiation beams to the tumors. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The first order of business is at PET/CT scan. You are injected with a radioactive sucrose solution and then have to still for 30 minutes, then lie still for another 30 minutes during scan. The solution seeks out hot spots of metabolism which are indicators of inflammation and cancer activity. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The results from the scan were not what we were looking for but not surprising since we already knew that pancreatic cancer can be aggressive. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When the doctor at Kaiser SSF called me he said "Sorry to have to deliver the news, the pancreatic cancer has metastasized, good luck with chemotherapy". </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Talk about straight to the heart of the matter. I never did like things sugar coated. I don't know if the radiation for the liver tumors is still an option, but I will ask. At the moment, in spite of everything, my liver continues to function pretty well, so it might be best to leave things be for now.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Life is about choices and finding your own way. I do not want to do chemotherapy for any reason. I've watched too many friends suffer through the treatments for no apparent gain, other than feeling like crap the last months of their lives. For me it's about quality of life, not quantity. We've made an appointment with my oncologist to talk about other options that might be available. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We also have an appointment with a doctor who is an internist with training in Geriatrics and Palliative Medicine. She'll help us navigate the road ahead: what to expect, concerns and issues. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am a warrior and my job</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> is to continue baffling my doctors and defying the odds. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm still determined to outlive the expiration date on my American Express card in Fall 2017. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Whatever is to come brings no fear. I have Rod, friends, family and spirit guides watching over me at all times. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We never know what is ahead of us so it's time to face the music and dance.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Parking was an adventure in itself. The last time we went to a game was August 2013. The tickets were a gift from our friends Jeff and Kathy and they told us about a nearby parking structure that would simplify the experience. Try as we may we couldn't find it. After a number of laps around the vicinity we spotted a public parking lot near 2nd and Townsend, only $20 and about a mile walk to the stadium (perfect for our exercise regimen). One spot left and it's lucky #7. There was a space in front of us, they always stack em down there, but attendant assured us no one would block us in (they close long before the game is over). </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The park is not open until 5 so the first stop was the Fan Store next to the Willie Mays Gate. I really wanted a Giant's Gamer Babe T-Shirt. To my disbelief they didn't carry them, what's up with that? Oh Well! Back across the street to MoMo's for a bite to eat on the veranda. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Table 49 (49/7=7). Prices a little steep, but it is San Francisco and we'd go back again for sure. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Seats fabulous, Section 125, Row 30, Seats 5 and 6, just past 3rd base looking over the Giant's dugout. We remembered pillows for our bony butts and jackets just in case. Sampled desert fare, took a walk along the promenade to check out the view and crowd and talked with seat mates until game time. Rod brought Mike's glove just in case a foul ball came our way. The closest one was about 20 feet in front of us and next section over, but we were ready.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Getting to see Madison Bumgarner pitch an entire game and watching the Giants create magic live is awesome. We heard this in an interview on the way home.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span><i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Madison Bumgarner headed up the dugout steps for the ninth inning when manager Bruce Bochy asked how he was feeling. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">''Why are you even asking?'' San Francisco's ace cracked. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Minutes later, he completed a five-hitter with 12 strikeouts, backed by Brandon Belt's two solo home runs that broke up a pitcher's duel as the San Francisco Giants beat the Houston Astros 3-1. </span></i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The game was sold out as usual. When we watch out of town games it always seems like there are more Giants fans in opposing stands than locals. You gotta love it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Hiked back up to the parking lot after the game. Three cars in the lot and one is parked directly in front of us. Fortunately we'd left some wiggle room behind the Honda and were able to pull out of lucky #7 with ease. Got home about midnight (we're not usually up that late) and jumped in the hot tub to check out the Milky Way and shooting stars from the meteor showers.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A grand day for the home team and us. Thank you Mike and Carol. </span><br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08098407889665887617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894121279719338854.post-85505413180845196702015-08-06T14:48:00.000-07:002015-08-06T14:48:14.310-07:00Tombstone Series ~Those Big Business Sons of Bitches ~ Letter to John L. Lewis ~ January 21, 1949<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As a miner and mining engineer, my Grandfather had a unique perspective and intimate knowledge the conditions miners were forced to work under. During his time in Washington, DC he also took on Standard Oil, Land Grant Railroads, Bureau of Mines, Bureau of Land Management and the Interior Department to expose the "thefting and framing" of the American public out of billions of dollars of mineral rights. He felt it was his mission to bring the heat to the feet of those "Big Business Sons of Bitches". </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This letter is to John L. Lewis, head of the United Mine Workers of America. <i> </i>I believe t</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">he letter they both refer to was the one grandfather wrote to Donovan Richardson, who was the publisher of the Christian Science Monitor at the time. It was published on May 22, 2015, under the title </span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Tombstone Series ~ Those Big Business Sons of Bitches ~ Letter to Donovan Richardson ~ November 10, 1949"</i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Looking at previous correspondence I believe the date on this letter, in relation to the others, should have been dated January 21, 1950 and not 1949, though we'll never know for sure.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">History is a tapestry woven of threads and memories and times long forgotten. The beauty of these old letters is that a new light is shed on first hand accounts of important moments in history. Stay curious and as Grandpa used to say "Good Hunting".</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08098407889665887617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894121279719338854.post-66759616740240398782015-08-02T20:42:00.000-07:002015-08-04T15:14:25.883-07:00Tombstone Series ~ Dr. Robert Fulton Winchester 1845-1932<div class="MsoNormal">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">He was born April 27, 1845 in Brewer, Maine. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As a young man interested in medicine, he became an apprentice to a doctor, and then volunteered as a surgeon for the Union army during the Civil War. After the war ended he attended Bowdoin College in Maine and graduated in 1867. Drawn by the lure of the west, he </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">moved to San Francisco in 1868 to set up his practice. </span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In 1872, Dr. Winchester started his practice in competition with the town’s well-established Dr. Brinkerhoff. When the Fithian Building opened at State and Ortega in 1896, Dr. Winchester leased a suite of offices. By this time, Winchester had served as Santa Barbara County coroner, county doctor and city health officer. He</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> retired from practice in 1925, although he continued to see patients for the rest of his life. He died at age 87 at his home at 412 West Montecito Street, Santa Barbara, now a historic landmark".</span></i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Once Dr. Winchester was settled in, the Winchester tribe headed west from Maine. From a letter written by my Grandfather to Mrs. George H. Finley, who was doing a story for the dedication of the Adobe in 1957. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Charlotte (my mother) was a passenger on the first Pullman sleeping car to cross the continent to San Francisco. From this I assume the Tribe was along: Sara Blake Kidder Hayes Winchester (Aunt Sadie), Uriah Winchester, Sarah Augusta, and Charlotte Maria to settle in Santa Barbara with Robert. The above advertisement is dated 1937 which means Charlotte and family came west in 1877." </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sarah, a Santa Barbara school teacher, purchased the home at 412 W. Montecito in 1882. In 1884 the ownership passed to Robert and then to niece Katherine Bagg Hastings in 1929. It</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> remained in the Winchester family until 1955 when Katherine bequeathed it to the Santa Barbara Historical Museum. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The columnist: Donald Dedera was born March 16, 1929 in Arlington, Virginia. After high school, he enlisted in the USMC as a photographer. In 1948 he enrolled in Arizona State College in Tempe </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and graduated with a BA in Journalism in 1951. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">He worked for The Arizona Republic from 1951 to 1969 and became a daily feature columnist in 1953. His</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> communications career spanned 60 years and includes approximately 23 books and over 2,000 journal and newspaper articles. This column came out of a conversation with my grandfather, John Sherman Bagg. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Television struggled to become a national mass media in the 1950's, and became a cultural force, for better or worse, in the 1960's. One must appreciate the irony of the comment regarding a low juvenile delinquency rate in Tombstone. This article was written in 1961 when television was still in it's infancy, but apparently already having an influence on the children of the world. Two series stand out:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tombstone Territory: 1957-1960 ~ </span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Tough sheriff Clay Hollister keeps the law in Tombstone, Arizona "The Town Too Tough to Die" with the support of his faithful deputies and the editor of the local newspaper".</i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Marshal Earp: 1955-1961 ~ "<i>Marshall Earp keeps the law, first in Kansas and later in Arizona, using his over-sized pistols and a variety of sidekicks. Most of the saga is based loosely on fact, with historical bad guys and good guys, ending up with the famous shootout at the O.K. Corral".</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Post Script: </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It was actually 7 months later when the family returned to Tombstone. They arrived on October 27, 1881, the day after the shootout at the OK Corral.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08098407889665887617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894121279719338854.post-77764236496851855862015-07-21T17:55:00.001-07:002015-07-21T17:55:37.389-07:00Into the Wild Blue Yonder VI ~ June 7th to June 10th<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We've turned the proverbial corner and headed south on Hwy 101. Like two old team mules we knew our way home and the barn was calling. We love to travel but cherish home base and our friends and neighbors. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We left Lincoln City after breakfast and headed to Bandon for the night. We were </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">hoping to get some walks in along the way, but it was colder than a Witch's Patootie along the coast, 54 degrees and 15-20 mph north winds. Too cold to play outside, so we made it up along the way. We stopped at the venerable Sea Hag Restaurant in Depot Bay for clam chowder (a great warmer upper). Next stops were at a couple of our favorite casinos in Florence and North Bend to play a bit. We didn't walk away with any winnings but logged five miles of walking indoors today.</span><div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Explored old town Bandon, visited our favorite kitchen store, Bandon Mercantile (we always find a must have there) and found a new addition to the town's landscape. A visual wake up call I'd say.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The drive from Bandon to McKinleyville, through Redwood National Park is gorgeous any time of year, we took our time and made a few stops along the way. Got into Blue Lake in the late afternoon, had dinner and called it a night. After breakfast we visited with our friends Tom, Linda and Noah for a bit before we hit the road.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Our neighbors Susi and Carol had been taking care of what we call the "upstairs" of the property: watering the gardens, indoor plants, feeding the wild birds and keeping birdbaths full. I had texted Carol we'd be in a couple of days early, the 10th (which is her son Evan's birthday) instead of the 12th. Little did we know what these two would do. Carol let Susi know we were coming in early and she decided we needed some supplies and asked Carol what we ate. Carol put on her thinking cap for a minute and said "Wait, they haven't pick up recycle yet, let me go check the bin." She came up with a list and Susi had the larder stocked before we got in. These two are the cat's meow. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The icing on the proverbial cake: Shortly after we got in Evan came over with a little ramekin of cheese cake. He had helped his mom make his birthday cheesecake and invited us over to sing Happy Birthday and share. Home, o</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">ff the road, food in the refrigerator and cheesecake for dinner. It doesn't get much better than that. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">June 3rd and 4th ~ The back roads to Hillsboro and our friend's aerie, high on a knoll, are visual feasts. We arrive to clouds and then a light rain. Coming from northern California, where rain has seldom been seen this year, we are enthralled. What, we have to stay inside? What do you do on a rainy day? Let me think: build a fire, catch up, swap stories, enjoy the view, play cribbage and enjoy Deb's cooking.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">June 5th and 6th ~ We head for Canby to stay with Rod's niece for a couple of days to help celebrate his grand niece Shawnail's high school graduation. First though we made a stop at Champoeg State Park for a long walk along the river in the cool of the morning. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Got to Canby Friday afternoon and had lunch at the Backstop Bar and Grill. We went back that evening to have dinner with Rod's sister Debby and nephew Emmett </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">before the graduation ceremony. Those without tickets to graduation sat in the bleachers, those with tickets sat on the football field for the ceremony. It must have been 90 degrees on the field in the evening sun, we had shade and a light breeze up in the bleachers.</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08098407889665887617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894121279719338854.post-12891715679288809432015-07-10T17:07:00.000-07:002015-07-10T17:07:59.545-07:00Into the Wild Blue Yonder III ~ May 31st - June 2nd<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">May 31st ~ After breakfast we packed up and headed north on Hwy 97 out of Klammath and west on Hwy 62 to Crater Lake and the Rim Overlook. First thing we spot is this structure, a sheltered viewpoint situated on the caldera rim about 900' above the lake. It's called the Sinnott Memorial Observation station.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We really wanted to check it out but the path was still blocked by snow. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It was built in 1930, the first structure built in Crater Lake National Park using rough stone masonry construction. It's named for Nicholas J. Sinnott who represented eastern Oregon in the House of Representatives from 1913-1928. As chairman of the House Public Lands Committee he actively supported the park. We got a nice long walk in along the rim. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Part of the rim road was still closed due to snow but we did get a bit of exploring in on the west side of the lake.</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Water from melting snow, rain and springs began to accumulate in the massive caldera about 5,000 years ago. Inflow, seepage and evaporation of this closed drainage system now vary less than 3 ft (1 m) per year. In one spot the lake is 1,943 ft (592 m) deep and the average depth is 1,148 ft (350 m). It’s also one of the bluest lakes in the world. Pure water has an intrinsic blue color because it absorbs most of the red wavelengths of light.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We toyed with the idea of staying at the venerable Crater Lake Lodge, but it was too pretentious and overpriced. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Decided instead to stay in a cabin at Mazama Village just down the road near the campground. There is a small store and a restaurant within walking distance. Evening included a nice supper, some reading and early to bed. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">June 1st ~ Headed for Bend the back way to pick up Highway 97: south on Hwy 62 and northeast on Hwy 138: Wide open high desert vistas and large ranches. We stopped at the Warm Springs Casino just north of Madras for lunch and found out the back road we wanted to take towards the Metolius River, near Sisters, was not open. Rats, it promised to be an adventure. So we back tracked to Madras on Hwy 97 and then west on Hwy 126 and headed for Sisters for the night. The Best Western Ponderosa was a great spot with log furniture and llamas grazing at the fence line. An easy walk to dinner and back. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">June 2nd ~ Surprising fact for a destination spot, nothing opens in Sisters until 11 am, we couldn't find a restaurant for the life of us. Rod finally spotted a place called Melvin's Fir Street Market and Deli. A great discovery: the owner ran the store and was chief cook and bottle washer. We had the Full Monty: bacon, eggs and smashed potatoes (named for his friend Monty who we got to meet). Also met another character who told us about some morel mushroom gathering spots at the recent burn areas. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Metolius River defies basic geology lessons. It literally springs out of the shadow of Black Butte Mountain, on the east flank of the Cascades. The source of the springs is evidently unknown, but it is thought that it might actually be a large drainage basin on the other side of the mountain near Black Butte Ranch. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The unusual fault that created Green Ridge is thought to have brought the springs to the surface here. The mountain is a volcano, and a past eruption may have blocked or buried the flowing river as it existed before. The spring flows at a consistent rate of 45,000 to 50,000 US gallons per minute.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">After a delightful morning of exploring the river we head northwest to Hillsboro, OR to spend a few days with friends Art and Deb. Never ones to take a main road we left the Interstate to the fools and explored Hwys 20, 22, 221 and 219 to get there. It's about a 3.5 hour drive from Sisters, but through some beautiful hill country, farms, ranches and small towns. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Highlight of the day was a stop at Manzanita Lake for a walkabout of about three miles. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Saw blue herons, osprey, ducks, geese, goslings, and a muskrat.</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Had a picnic outside the Manzanita Lake Store and then drove down to the park's south gate so the Rodster could do a little fishing. I was happy as a clam sitting in the shade reading some of my Grandfather's letters. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Late afternoon we continued on Hwy 89 to the town of Burney where we spent the night at a little hotel in town.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">May 30th ~ </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When in Burney you have breakfast at Blackberry Patch. Once packed up we headed to McArthur Burney Falls for some hiking and fishing. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>Flashback: In 1970 I hiked up Berg Lake on Mt. Robson, in British Columbia, with new friends Bobbie and James. It's a 15 mile hike that took us two days. I had my pup Charis with me and he would often take off ahead of us to explore and then come back and check in. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Walking near fallen trees along the trail we heard the unmistakable sound of chewing. Coming up the path from Lake Britton to the campground we heard the same sound, even louder, coming from living trees. The ranger told us it was an infestation pine bark beetles.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">From the SF Chronicle March 2015: "<i>Pine trees across the state have been dying off by the thousands due to pine beetles that take advantage of their drought-stressed bodies. The small groupings and vast swaths of dead trees create an especially dangerous fire hazard in already parched conditions..... experts warning that the situation is on track to worsen". </i>Worst of all this isn't just a local problem, it's happening all across north America. What have we humans done?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Next stop is Chester, about 80 miles north via Highways 99, 32 and 36. Got in later afternoon and checked into the Best Western. Discovered great little place called the Kopper Kettle for dinner just a short walk down the road. Turned in early, tomorrow is another adventure. </span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08098407889665887617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894121279719338854.post-84903124636215849882015-06-24T16:52:00.000-07:002015-06-25T06:52:41.897-07:00Happy Birthday Daddy ~ June 24th<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Boys and their rides. This was Daddy's beloved 39 Lincoln Zephyr 2 door coupe. He and mom were on a week long camping trip at Silver Creek in the Sierras. Another note mentioned they didn't see another soul the whole time they were there ~ how perfect is that?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The comment below was typed on the back, no doubt by my mom after their return. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Edsel mentioned was of course Edsel Ford, brother to Henry and one of the designers. I don't know if they ever sent the letter but it would have been a hoot to find out. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We had a great lunch under the trees at the park and decided on the way back home to hit the Farmers Market in Sebastopol (The peaches and blueberries are perfect right now) and go the the movies. If you haven't read the book or seen the film entitled "The 100-Year-Old Man Who Climbed Out the Window and Disappeared" put it on your must do list. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>O'Dark Thirty:</b> We left home at 5:45 am to get to UCSF by 7:30. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Time to take care of some unfinished business. There is a small residual hepatocellular carcinoma near one of my existing tumors, Audrey or Carmine that needs to be decommissioned with another TACE. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Live Entertainment:</b> After registering, you change into a fetching ensemble of mismatched pants, gown, robe and slipper socks and then get to park your butt in the waiting room until called. It's a chuckle for all patients, no matter how nervous they might be about what's ahead. This of course is my 7th rodeo so I'm leading the pack vamping it up for photos.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Stumping the Professionals:</b> Sometimes things don't go as planned. I spent 3 hours in the procedure room with the resident intern, my doctor and then the head of the Interventional Radiology Department. They were a determined trio, but the location of the small tumor prevented them from reaching their destination to do the TACE. Time was called and I returned</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> to the "nerve center" where I started out this morning. Standard protocol is that you have to spend 6 hours flat on your back to make sure the incision in in your groin doesn't bleed. Once given some pain medication for my shoulder (often a side effect of liver exploration) I could relax and take it all in. It was at times noisy, entertaining, poignant and uplifting. They finally let me up to dress around 5 pm so I could be released.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Rod's Story: </b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">For Rod the whole day was a waiting game. He did get a three mile walk in, treated himself to a good lunch, took a nap, did some reading and listened the Giants game. Trooper Boy. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Lost in Translation: </b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When he returned at 5:15 to pick me up he told the front desk that he knew where I was (he'd met with my doctor and seen me when I came back from the procedure). However, the reception desk's records said I'd been moved up to the new overnight accommodations on the sixth floor. They weren't about to let him wander down the hall until they'd confirmed my whereabouts. He said the supervisor was getting really frustrated because no one was answering upstairs and some of numbers on their call sheet were incorrect. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Amused at the confusion he just kept quiet and watched it play out </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">until one of the recovery room nurses came down the hall to fetch him. A small comedy of errors that I reckon has been set straight by now. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Never leave the City during the Commute: </b>We get on the road about 5:45 never the time to be heading north out of San Francisco. It was a freaking zoo, I cannot believe humans do this everyday. After almost getting caught up in a potential accident we got smart and stopped at the Wild Fox Restaurant near Novato for a bite to eat and watch the beginning of the NBA playoffs. By the time we hit the road again, there was no traffic and we were home in time for the second half of the game to watch the Warriors spank the Cavaliers. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Plan B: Acronym of the Day: </b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My docs decided that Plan B would be Stereotactic Body Radiation Therapy or SBRT. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There are two facilities that provide the service, Kaiser South San Francisco and UCSF. My docs at UCSF want me to continue to be treated there and are already working with my local Kaiser to get the approvals. We have plans for August in Canada and I want to get this party started.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Post Script: </b>We got home to find a small bag hanging on the front door. In it was ceramic spirit bear made by my neighbor Khysie. There are no words for the circle of friends who surround and support us. He resides in a special place to watch over us.</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08098407889665887617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894121279719338854.post-26354123283013799152015-06-15T15:33:00.002-07:002015-06-15T15:33:42.416-07:00De-Liver Me Tour ~ A Little Magic ~ June 15, 2015<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We just returned from a couple of weeks of free range exploration in Northern California and Oregon, a well deserved time out before we head to UCSF tomorrow for my 7th TACE treatment. Journals and photos to come in the next couple of weeks. For now I'm taking you on a little side trip.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">On the way home, June 9th, we headed south from Bandon to McKinleyville to spend the night with friends Tom and Linda. One of the prettiest sections of the journey on Highway 101 is from Crescent City to Eureka through the redwoods. As we started down the ridge towards Eureka we spotted a juvenile Black Bear at the treeline. In the many decades we've traveled this road this was our first sighting. This had to be some sort of sign. When we got home I looked up Bear Medicine. Clear as a bell. </span><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When you invoke the power of the bear totem, reflect on the qualities of inner strength, fearlessness, and confidence in yourself and how you can project them in your world. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Since the bear is often associated with shamans in many traditions, this spirit animal can symbolize healing abilities and stepping into the role of the healer. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Standing against adversity; taking action and leadership.</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The essence of Bear teaches us how to dream what is desired into physical reality. </span></i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Post Script: The doctor doing my procedure tomorrow called this morning to introduce himself and remind me when to be there, to fast after midnight, and that I would, as before, be there overnight. I told him I had a very important question and he <i>"sure anything"</i>. What I wanted to know was if the televisions in the recovery section (at each bedside with headphones) got the local station that will be televising the NBA finals (I am not normally a basketball fan, but we all have the fever this time around). He said <i>"I think so, but as a back up plan bring your iPad. They have WiFi and you can probably stream the game"</i>. How's that for patient support and customer service? </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Off to San Francisco at o'dark thirty. </span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08098407889665887617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894121279719338854.post-37346205171435938482015-05-22T11:12:00.000-07:002015-07-23T13:56:16.978-07:00Tombstone Series ~ Those Big Business Sons of Bitches ~ Letter to Donovan Richardson ~ November 10, 1949<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The following is a letter written by my grandfather, John Sherman Bagg, to Donovan Richardson, Chief Editorial Writer of the Christian Science Monitor. The original is typed on onion skin paper, both sides, and would have been unreadable if scanned. The few letters I have tell only part of the story, but I find them fascinating none the less. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As a miner and mining engineer, grandfather had a unique perspective and intimate knowledge the conditions miners were forced to work under. During his time in Washington, DC he also took on Standard Oil, Land Grant Railroads, Bureau of Mines, Bureau of Land Management and the Interior Department to expose the "thefting and framing" of the American public out of billions of dollars of mineral rights. He felt it </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">was his mission to bring the heat to the feet of those "Big Business Sons of Bitches". </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am impelled, by the almost unanimous attitudes of the press, in their condemnation of John L. Lewis, to inquire into the situation a bit. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I can understand and in a measure sympathize with the reporters and editors of newspapers whose news and editorials must temper their reporting and comment, with one eye and or ear on the income from advertising. But in the case of the Monitor, this is not deterrent to free reporting and honest comment. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Throughout the recent battle between Mr. Lewis and the coal mine owners, Mr. Lewis appears to be the sole and only villain, who is starving his miners, boosting the price of Coal, so that General Motors cannot pay its top brass hundreds of thousands in salaries and bonuses, and fill the news columns full of boast and bombast, that they have just declared the greatest dividend to stockholders in their history. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Did you ever stop to realize that the $26,000,000,000 (26 billion) in Kentucky is really stored labor? Labor which the labored DIDN'T get paid for? Did you ever stop to realize that coal in the ground is stored sunlight? And that without labor, IT COULD NOT BE UTILIZED again? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Did you ever work underground in a mine 11 1/2 hours per day, portal to portal, for $2.50 per day, less board and lodging, and come off shift so tired that you had to bomb your guts with 3 cups of black coffee before you could coax them into excepting what passed for food?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I worked under those conditions, in the mine that the Miners Union blew up in Idaho two years before I went there</span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> (The Dynamite Express, Bunker Hill Mine, Coeur d'Alene Mining District, April 29, 1899).</i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> It was the Big Bill Haywoods and Gompers and Greens and John L Lewises, that corrected those "Free enterprise" abuses. Today, that same mine is building homes for its men, offering them every inducement to bring their families and get a minimum of $10 per day for eight hours portal to portal. They are no longer animals to be worked to death and thrown over the dump, but reclaimed, self respecting Americans, supporting and fighting for their birthright. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It was the Big Bill Haywoods, Gompers, Greens and John L Lewises, that brought that about. I wonder if you ever thought of making a trip to the coal fields and seeing just what the conditions are in those spots. Have you ever seriously tried to look at this problem through the eyes of the men who spend their sunlight hours in the damp dark? These are what we are trying to build a democracy with. A Christian democracy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You know, Lincoln and Douglas met and debated the issues. Dulles asked Lehman to do the same thing but he ducked issue. I wonder if the Monitor would start a debate column using the present reporters, and news sources, and give me the free use of the other side of the debate? I can assure you that I could paint a very different picture than the one that is being vended as honest news.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Just so you won't think that I am trying to help the John L Lewis HOLD WHAT HE HAS HIJACKED out of poverty stricken "free enterprise", I will add that I think that he should stick to the battlefield until he has doubled the take his men are now getting, and then he would still be on the short end of the ledger. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Have you ever studied how the farmers have and are licking the "Free Enterprise Profit System" through their co-operatives. That according to the 1936 (not 1946) U.S. Government reports, refunded over $40,000,000 in profits to their members? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Do you know, that at a recent meeting of the Coal, Oil, Miners Union, that the free enterprise boys had the BIG JITTERS for fear that John L. Lewis was going to announce that the UMW was going into co-operative COAL? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Do you know that the Farmer's Co-ops have licked the fertilizer trust, and have the big oil tycoons on the run with their Co-op ownership of over 100,000 BBLS daily capacity oil refineries, marketing facilities, and producing oil wells? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Have you ever read Kipling's "Sons of Martha"? I commend it to your reading very soon.</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08098407889665887617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894121279719338854.post-74335497976936754132015-05-18T09:10:00.000-07:002015-05-18T09:10:34.472-07:00De-Liver Me Tour ~ The Fog is Lifting ~ May 17, 2015<div class="MsoNormal">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">In numerology the #7 is the seeker and not </span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">just a lucky number: spiritual, intelligent, focused, intuitive, persevering, contemplative and gracious. In other disciplines #7 represents a </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">natural healer, psychic abilities, inner peace, endurance, wisdom, ability to bear hardships, independent, quick-wit, non-conformist, and writer. I may know her. The number seven is lucky for Cancer and Pisces. Couldn't help but see the irony in this one: I'm a Pisces.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">Otherwise we are playing it pretty much by ear. Rod wants to do some fishing so that may include the Trinity, Klammath and Smith Rivers. </span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">We have f</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">riends to see in Hillsboro and </span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">time to toddle south down the Oregon and California coast on the way home. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">If it's warm enough in Gold Beach we'll do Jerry's Jet Boat trip up the Rogue River to Agnes for the day. An adventure not to be missed.</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08098407889665887617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894121279719338854.post-72560173088649808272015-04-30T18:21:00.000-07:002015-04-30T18:21:30.011-07:00The De-Liver Me Tour ~ State of Kerfuffle ~ April 28, 2015<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Heavens to Murgatroyd, my last De-Liver Me Tour update, <i>The Game Changer</i>, was on February 5th. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My apologies for the delay, but by the time you finish this you'll totally get why. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">First off I'm totally recovered from the early January surgery to remove my spleen and the tumor on the tail of my pancreas. We're back walking 1-4 miles a day, gardening, spending time with friends and neighbors and planning road trips for summer and fall. Now, on with the chapter at hand.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Can you spell Kerfuffle?</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">How appropriate that this descriptive word originated with my Scottish ancestors:</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Smaller than a contretemps, larger than a snag</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Involving more people than a SNAFU or a stink</span></li>
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01/06/15 ~ Received notice from UCSF that I had been removed from the liver transplant list, no mention that the authorization for continuing care was cancelled by Kaiser. </span><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">02/02/15 ~ Received Letter of Authorization from Kaiser extending coverage of medical care at UCSF Liver Transplant Department through 02/27/16.<i> Say What?</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">02/10/15 ~ Appointment with my doctors at UCSF, at request of Kaiser to review continuation of Hep C medication. Original order was to treat only until transplant, not through full cycle of 24 weeks. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Kaiser was questioning whether treatments </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">should continue. UCSF told Kaiser it was in my best interests to continue the regimen for full 24 weeks (through April). It won't change any outcomes with the cancer, but will take some of the burden off my compromised liver. UCSF received approval to finish Hep C regimen. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">03/10/15 ~ Quarterly MRI done at Kaiser, verbally requested by my doctors at UCSF and Kaiser. We're talking stem to stern, top to bottom, the organ parade. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">03/18/15 ~ Received a summary of MRI assessment from my gastroenterologist at Kaiser. All the news was good except for an undecipherable comment about my liver. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>My first response was WTF does this mean? </i></span><br />
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<i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Vague, nebulous enhancement is detected immediately caudal to treated lesion in the posterior aspect of right hepatic dome as demonstrated on image 19 of series 8. No discrete, early arterially enhancing lesion with rapid washout is seen within liver." </i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">03/19/15 ~ Contacted</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> my Kaiser gastroenterologist and requested a translation to plain English, but even she didn't know what to make of it. </span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">She explained I no longer had a coordinator since I was off the transplant list and she couldn't help me. She said my Kaiser doctor</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> would have to request an authorization, but not how to do it.<i> Argh!</i></span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">03/24/15 ~ </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Emailed my backup doctor at UCSF (primary doc on maternity leave) about MRI. She said she'd request further information from Kaiser and would get back to me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">04/01/15 ~ Hello anyone home? Still no word from Kaiser or UCSF. I e</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">mailed my Kaiser gastroenterologist again. She had been </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">able to reach UCSF doctor who said she'd </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">ask for MRI images and that a verbal authorization is enough for them for now. Not sure that would fly, she </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">placed a written request for authorization as well. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">04/02/15 ~ Received a written authorization for medical care through 09/30/15 and it requested I make an appointment with my UCSF doctor. I set it up for May 11th. The same day I received a c</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">all from UCSF that the authorization hadn't been received, even though it had been faxed twice by Kaiser to number given by UCSF. <i>Really?</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">04/09/15 ~ Received call from scheduling at UCSF who wanted clarification on Authorization and what it was for and ask that I fax her a copy. <i>Seriously, she's asking me? </i></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">She also said authorizations are usually only for one visit, not multiple visits through end date. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My guess is that the authorization only covered review of my MRI. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">04/17/15 ~ Got word that the UCSF Tumor Board had met and recommended another TACE on an area previously treated, there may be a small residual tumor there. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sounds like one of my pet hepatocarcinomas, Audrey or Carmine, has busted a seam and stepped out of bounds.</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Since I'm no longer on transplant list the TACE requested may be performed at Kaiser San Rafael, but even that isn't clear at the moment. Still haven't heard from them. </span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08098407889665887617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894121279719338854.post-76950212766834462472015-04-13T11:07:00.000-07:002015-07-24T17:20:43.482-07:00Tombstone Series ~ Those Big Business Sons of Bitches Part II<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sorry for the delay in publication of Those Big Business Sons of Bitches Part II. Life just sometimes gets in the way of plans. Part I was published on March 17th. The "Tombstone Series" tag will take you right there. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And now Part II of the "reduced history" of John Sherman Bagg by John Sherman Bagg.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>"And now we take up the career of Lt. John Blake on General Washington's staff. He was mustered out as a Major General and took script and with Brewer they went to Holden, Maine near Bangor and took up homesteads. General Blake (</i>married Marie Dupree)<i> and his daughter married a Kidder, whose daughter</i> (Sarah Blake Kidder) <i>married a Hayes, whose daughter </i></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(Sarah Blake Kidder Hayes) </span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">married a </i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(Uriah)</span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Winchester and had three children: Sarah Augusta, Charlotte Maria, my mother Charlotte, </i><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and Robert Fulton Winchester. When Robert graduated from Bowdoin as a doctor, he went on a wind jammer as ship's doctor around the horn. Arriving in San Francisco he heard of the disastrous Scourge of Small Pox in San Jose and he jumped ship, peeled off his coat and tied into it.</i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>One of the victims </i><i>was Colonel </i>(William Welles)<i> Hollister of Santa Barbara. After the epidemic was whipped or died out, Colonel Hollister sent for him </i>(Robert Winchester) <i>and sponsored him. He opened a practice in Santa Barbara and a hospital and clinic on Las Armitas. Here we came upon Robert's sister Charlotte Maria and Stanley Chipman Bagg, taking horse back rides at the ranch and eventually marrying with a daughter, Katherine. A scourge of grasshoppers cleaned them out. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>My dad gathered four mules and a wagon and two tons of beans and drove to Hardyville on the Colorado River above Needles to the ferry, thence to Dos Cabesas below Fort Bowie, where they discovered and located the Detroit mine. It didn't pan out. Tombstone was beginning to boom so they moved there</i><i> and dad mined. He finally formed the mercantile firm of Bagg and Barrow."</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(John Sherman was supposed to arrive March 17, 1881, but mother Charlotte was not about to have him born in this wild west frontier town so she hopped a stage, then a train, finally a wagon to the Hollister Ranch so her brother, Dr. Robert Winchester, could deliver her son on March 18, 1881. They arrived back in Tombstone the day after the Gunfight at the OK Corral October 27, 1881).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>"The Tombstone Epitaph was the only paper and was Republican. The Democrats bunch bought a newspaper plant and started the Daily Prospector to compete. The editor was soused beyond usefulness two thirds of the time, so the son of the founder of the Detroit Free Press (my father) was drafted to fill in. After the battle was over and the Republicans were ousted they had no more use for the Prospector so they gave it to Dad to pay for is, as, and when. Later he bought the whipped Epitaph and ran it as a weekly. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>Here is where I enter the picture as a printer's devil feeding the Country Campbell cylinder press, being turned by hand by that big handsome Mr. Jim who chased the bad man, Buckskin Frank Leslie, back to his job as bartender for Wyatt Earp and his brothers in the Crystal Palace Saloon, when he tried to jump Jim's mining claim. </i></span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Here for three years I was mail boy, delivered the outside route on burro, set and distributed long primer type on Saturday's, ran the press and fed the big Campbell." </i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The following was partially excerpted for my blog of December 24, 2012 but in context here it completes the prelude to my Grandfather's quest, he was a man on a mission. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>"When I was 11 my paternal grandmother paid us a visit from Detroit. </i></span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">She wasn't going to have
her grandson become a bandit, cow rustler, dirty shirt miner or mule skinner,
so she shipped me off and financed my five years in the finest Military Academy
in the US, St. Matthews School for Boys. It was rugged and rigid but we had the
best professors money could buy in English, Latin, Math, History and overall a West Point Major. Really a fulsome education from 11 to 16, and in
uniform all that time with the same routine they had at West Point as far as military was considered.</i><br />
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where Dad and Mother had moved after selling out in Tombstone. A year at Los
Angeles High School (1897), a year a Pomona College (1898), and a year, eight hours
a day in the private lab of Professor Laird J. Stabler where I was grounded in
Chemistry, Assaying Cyanide Practice and Mineralogy (1899).</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>On July 7, 1900 my dad,
friend John Vanderburg and I trekked across the desert on a prospecting trip
with a two mule team, wagon and assay equipment (each chipped in $150). In
September I found the Katherine Mine (named for his sister) in Mojave County</i>. <i>Katherine Landing and trailer camp on Lake Mojave above Davis Dam is named for her. We filed the claim
September 16th. Sold out to Charles Sutro </i></span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">of San Francisco </i><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(Arizona-Pyramid Gold Mining Company in 1904)</i><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> and went through Hearst Mining School at UC Berkeley. From there to Nevada where begins my contacts with mooching sons of bitches of big business."</i></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08098407889665887617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894121279719338854.post-48564956147715761302015-04-07T09:30:00.000-07:002015-04-07T09:30:40.077-07:00Willing Hearted Work Days at Emandal Farm ~ March 27-29, 2015<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Since 2011 we've </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">been attending "Not Just Cowboy Poetry" at Emandal Farm, about 17 miles east of Willits,</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> a fundraiser for the Willits Public Library and Willits Daily Bread. This year's event, September 26th, will feature </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dave Stamey, one of our favorite singer/songwriters and </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Western Entertainer of the Year</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">. Experience</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> great food, live music and the infamous Apple Pie Throw Down</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">To find out more about Dave go to his website at </span><a href="http://www.davestamey.com/" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">http://www.davestamey.com/</a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">.</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Fall is beautiful, but Spring we discovered, has magic of it's own. We went up to Emandal for a weekend to volunteer and help Tam ready the farm for visitors: cutting new trails, building stairs, helping with the garden chores, planting, burning slash from the winter storms and editing her new cookbook. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sunday morning we took on collecting and burning the remaining brush that came down in a winter storm. There was a double Hummer size pile when we started and it was down to a few small piles by the time we finished. Buffalo chainsawed all firewood size branches into logs and this bodacious trio stacked all the fire wood.</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08098407889665887617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894121279719338854.post-29153325844553312042015-03-26T17:21:00.000-07:002015-03-26T17:36:42.337-07:00Thoughts on Turning Seventy ~ March 17, 2015<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As we start crossing thresholds like 30, parents seem to morph into "senior citizens" from our point of view. Wrong assumption! </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Little do we know about aging and such things until we get here. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mom and Dad </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">retired at 52 and 61 in 1971. They sold the family compound and hit the road for a decade to explore the US and Canada before settling in Arizona</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">. They reinvented themselves, followed their artistic muses, fished, rode trains and made friends around the country. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As Mark Twain said "Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don't mind it doesn't matter."</span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: center;"> </i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: center;">Hell, at 70 </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I've reached </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">wise woman status and consider myself a true broad, following in the footsteps of the irreverent and forward thinking women of my family.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">To celebrate this milestone of a birthday we gathered friends and neighbors for a day filled with great food, stories, laughter and </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">decadent desserts</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">. A BBQ in March you ask? Yup, perfect winter weather, California style. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Enjoy life, </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">take care of yourself and f</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">ollow your dreams. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Question authority, be</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> your own advocate </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and n</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">ever stop learning. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Always trust your gut</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> and keep negative people out of your life.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Give back, p</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">ay it forward and t</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">ake care of your own little corner of the world.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Never take anything for granted and find the humor in all situations. </span><br />
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<i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">After 70: One has the pleasure of playing, as it were, with house money and to have escaped the disagreeable fate of dying young.</i><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08098407889665887617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894121279719338854.post-60741579202060235532015-03-20T07:55:00.000-07:002015-03-21T08:00:47.703-07:00Fabulous Friday Find ~ Must Dance into Spring ~ March 20, 2015<div style="text-align: center;">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08098407889665887617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894121279719338854.post-84775533414025310502015-03-17T11:25:00.001-07:002015-07-14T16:11:05.099-07:00Tombstone Series ~ Those Big Business Sons of Bitches ~ Part I<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The monograph, quoted below, was written by my grandfather John Sherman Bagg. It is undated, but probably from the 1950's. It's a wee bit of his family history ala the Reduced Shakespeare Company's take on Shakespeare's plays <i>"Brevity is the Soul of Wit". </i></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The corrections and additions, in parentheses, are attributed to some of my research and that of his sister Katherine Bagg Hastings. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I wish I'd had the chance to meet him. </span><br />
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<i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"This then is the story of a lifetime on contacts with these so-called big businesses. It is a personal and first hand story, and involves the thefting, mooching and framing of the American Public out of Billions of dollars, and involves Kennecott Copper Co, The Standard Oil Co and Koppers, the Interior Department, Bureau of Mines and Land Management, the American Crayon Company, the Land Grant Railroads and others. </i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>I'm paying an ancestral debt by these exposures. An obligation to those who have fought and battled to build and preserve this union against these Sons of Bitches of Big Business. The fight with the greedy amoral bunch of necrophagen still goes on and only those who are born into the purple of dedicated Americanism are able to see and feel and smell it and to those we bow, and with these we join hands and carry on. My right to stand against these sons of bitches who are gnawing at the vitals of our country, stems from the Mayflower. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>I, John Sherman Bagg, am registered in the Studbook of the Mayflower as ninth descendant from </i></span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">John Tilley and his wife Bridget </i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(actually his wife Joan according to William Bradford's Of Plymouth Plantation)</span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">. </i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>T</i></span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">heir daughter Elizabeth married John Howland of the Howland House in Plymouth, </i><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">whose daughter (</i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Hope Howland)</span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> married John Chipman, </i><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">whose daughter </i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(Sinai Fitch Chipman)</span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> married a Welles </i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(D. Cyrus Wells)</span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">, </i><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">whose daughter, </i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(Frances Wells)</span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> married my grandfather John Sherman Bagg. He was a law partner of John Lansing, father of Robert Lansing of Woodrow Wilson's cabinet with offices in Landsborough, Massachusetts.</i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>Grandfather left that partnership and took over the Watertown New York Freeman, because he wanted to fight the Big Business Sons of Bitches. He was a close friend of President Polk, and at his request "went West" to Detroit where he was postmaster and U.S. Marshall, and finally, at Polk's request he founded the Democratic Free Press to fight slavery. He later changed this to the Detroit Free Press which it is today. </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i><br />His son, Stanley Chipman Bagg, moved from Ann Arbor College to Santa Barbara, CA where he was introduced to Colonel</i> (William Welles)<i> Hollister, a friend of my Grandfather. Colonel Hollister sent him onto the Las Armitas Rancho in the foothills of Goleta, where we leave him for the moment." </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What Grandfather doesn't mention is that Sinai Fitch Chipman's roots trace back to William Bradford, governor of Plymouth Colony, and his wife Alice Carpenter Bradford, a fact chronicled in his sister Katherine's genealogy, researched and written</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> in 1929, tracing the family lineage back to the Mayflower. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Part II of the story will take up the Winchester side of the family. Researching family history is an adventure in perseverance and full of surprises. It is amazing how much you can find on line: from the freshman class of 1873 at Ann Arbor College to an ancestor already cited in another's family tree. If you find a closed door, you'll probably discover an open window or a quiet path to another key in the puzzle. Trace your roots, create a legacy for generations to come. I have no children, but there are generations of other families who share common roots with me. </span></div>
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