15 June 2006

TIME FLIES WHEN YOU'RE NOT HAVING ANY FUN AT ALL

I went back and forth, and back again, then wobbled forth a ways, drifted back, et cetera, as to whether I was going to post about this. But given my obsession for dates and anniversaries it seemed like it would be a shame not to mention.

One year ago today, I underwent the chest surgery the finally ended my six-month battle with cancer. I'm not looking to do any soul-searching. I mean, I am, but not on my blog.

Rather, I'm going to take this opportunity to bang a drum I don't bang enough: self-examinations. I'm fucking serious. Not, "hey guys, self-exams are good, mmmkay?" No, I mean, I might actually be dead right now if it weren't for self-exams.

So for those of you as have boobs, please do this monthly. And those of you that have balls, do this.

Please.

1 comment:

  1. Tim, Im glad you decided to post this. And I cant wait to see you in two weeks.

    ReplyDelete

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