Storms

I didn't end up spending any time in the tunnels last night, even though the storm did come. The winds were high, it rained, but it seemed to me, in my isolated dorm room, it was no more than a normal though heavy rainstorm with a bit of lightning.

Afterwards, I heard that people had gone to great lengths to prepare for the possibility of the predicted hailstones the size of baseballs - car dealers had moved thier lot inventory to warehouses, etc. Better safe than sorry. Ounce of prevention worth a pound of cure.

So at this point, I would like to urge those of you who either have a family history of cancer or are that magic age of 50 to GO immediately - don't wait - and have a colonoscopy done. Or check whatever area necessary.

Just in talking with a classmate today I heard once again the story of a friend in stage 4 cancer for whom there is little hope, and she has a teenage daughter. She is trying experimental stuff in hopes of buying some time.

Sometimes the predicted storms blow buy without much effect. Sometimes you wish you had moved the car into the garage (-: Denial is not the same as wisdom. Just go make sure and be glad you live in a country where you can. Stage 1 is a whole lot easier than stage 4.

Happy Friday!