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Diary of a Network Geek

Radioactive Enema

I hate getting CAT scans.

Thursday, I go into M. D. Anderson for the first of four scans this year to see if my lymphoma has come back. Next year, I'll get three scans and two the year after that. And, from then on, unless the protocol changes, I'll get a CT scan, with contrast, or a PET scan every year for the rest of my life.

On Staying Put

Attention Headhunters! I don't want a new job!

Seriously? Thanks for making the overtures to me, but I really don't want to change jobs.
First of all, these folks supported me when I was going through my cancer treatments when a lot of other companies would have been trying to get rid of me, if they could. And, I don't mean that they were just supportive, but they kept me on the payroll, not disability, and let me come in and work when I could. How many places would do that?