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I'm 52 years old. I have terminal Stage IV esophageal cancer. And my life has become something I never could have imagined.
I have metastatic adenocarcinoma with signet-ring features. It's spread to my liver, lymph nodes, stomach and peritoneum. The surgery that was supposed to potentially save my life was aborted when they discovered it had already spread.
I've been through chemotherapy. I've had a stent shoved down my esophagus just to help me swallow. I've lived with a feeding tube. I've had to rethink something most people never give a second thought to: eating.
A cheeseburger. Pizza. A normal meal with my family. Things that used to be completely ordinary have become things I miss.
Every meal is a calculation. Calories. Protein. What can I swallow? What will hurt? What will stay down? How much can my stomach tolerate?
I deal with nausea, abdominal pain, strange sensations throughout my torso, swallowing difficulties, and the constant uncertainty of what is happening inside my body.
I monitor blood markers. I read CT scans. I research clinical trials. I look at experimental treatments and scientific papers, trying to find something, anything, that might give me more time.
And there's a particularly cruel part of terminal cancer that people don't always understand:
You can look relatively healthy. You can walk every day. You can laugh, read, have conversations, research things, and make plans. Meanwhile, you know there's an incurable disease growing inside you.
You become acutely aware that the future everyone else takes for granted is no longer guaranteed to you.
I have a wife. I have children. I have things I still want to experience, conversations I still want to have, and memories I still want to make.
I've even started leaving little handwritten messages around the house for my wife to find someday. Things I want her to know when I'm no longer here to tell her.
I'm not writing this because I want anyone's pity.
I'm writing it because terminal cancer is so much more than a diagnosis or a statistic. It's an entirely different existence. It's fighting for your life while simultaneously trying to figure out how to keep living it.
I don't know how much time I have. Neither does anyone else.
But I'm still here. Still walking. Still researching. Still looking for treatments. Still trying to eat. Still making plans.
And I'm not done fighting.
If you're healthy, don't take the ordinary things for granted. You have no idea how extraordinary they are until they become difficult or impossible.
John Denver Lived A Double Life, And No One Knew Until Now youtube.com/shorts/SC_zxbZaW… via @YouTube
Susan retweeted
The most thoughtful interview from Brand’s ex Georgina Baillie (Andrew Sachs’ g’daughter). She has little to thank him for after the awful radio phone message debacle with Jonathan Ross, but it’s the most ‘recovery’ response you’ll hear. Very dignified 👏
Susan retweeted
Russell Brand has been convicted of rape and sexual assault. Given the severity of the crimes he will absolutely rightly receive a lengthy prison sentence and I 100% support and back the defence of women who bring these charges. However, there is another conversation alongside this.
How do you prove either innocence or guilt 15/30 yrs after an offence of this sort and is there any reason why these charges now seem so often to appear against men who speak out against the establishment, the status quo and on subjects often labelled “conspiracies” which subsequently prove to be true.
Brand, Trump, the Tates, McGregor and others. All particular types of men, all absolutely the “type” of men that you could believe would commit these crimes but also all only accused when they speak out and say the “wrong” things. I am not defending them, watch the video to see my actual views, but it is somewhat coincidental. What do you all think?
Susan retweeted
Boy George, Roy Hay and Mikey Craig agreed to pay their old drummer Jon Moss £1.75 million in 2023, rather than let a judge put a price on the name Culture Club. Moss had already spent about £1 million on lawyers.
He says he's the one who told George to call himself Boy George.
In the video below, Moss says he was pushed out after 37 years "in a very, very cowardly and despicable way." By then, he says, George had his own car and dressing room.
In 2021 the other 3 conceded Culture Club had been a "continuing partnership" until Moss left in 2018. So he could claim a share of the profits made without him, and of the name's value. He said the 2018 tour alone still owed him $246,000.
The case for Boy George: by Moss's own account, the band said he didn't seem interested enough, and he admits he wasn't enjoying it. George called the claims against him "entirely untrue."
A month later Moss filed bankruptcy petitions against George and Craig over that money. Both were dismissed in June, once creditors approved a debt deal for all 3.
If you build something with friends on a handshake, the law may still make you partners. Price your share of the name before anyone asks you to stay home.
So did Culture Club have every right to drop their drummer, or try to keep the name and the money from the man who says he named Boy George?
I post one famous deal like this every day, with who got paid, who got played, and the numbers that never made the poster.
Someone tried to SCAM ME! MICHAEL BARRYMORE youtu.be/WAENvy-jSx0?is=nuZz… via @YouTube
Susan retweeted
My beautiful sunny childhood face later became known as one of the most striking in Hollywood -where a single glance with my sultry eyes could make my favorite co-star lose his heart. Who am I?
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Susan retweeted
Today I turn 88…I’ve seen some serious shit. The most serious of it all is love. I love my family, my friends, and my wonderful fans. The power of love remains.
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Three months into the relationship, Liam Neeson asked Brooke Shields to marry him. No ring. No grand gesture.
Just the question, spoken plainly between two people who appeared, for the moment, certain of each other.
Shields was still in her late twenties and already one of the most recognizable women alive. Neeson was thirteen years older, Irish, and brought a gravity she had not known in earlier relationships.
She was drawn to the accent, the poetry he carried with him, and even his habit of opening bottles of inexpensive pinot grigio. The romance felt like an escape from the carefully managed life she had grown up inside.
It ended almost as quickly as it began. On Christmas night, soon after the proposal, Neeson said he had to fly to Los Angeles; his basement had flooded.
Shields asked him to call when he landed. He answered that it would be late. He never called. Not that night, not the next day, not in the days that followed.
The man who had just offered her a future simply stopped answering.
When he eventually returned, he proposed a second time. He was preparing to open in the Broadway production of Anna Christie. Shields had spent the months of silence measuring what his disappearance had revealed.
She refused him—once, twice, a third time—telling him that, knowing him, he would likely fall in love with his next leading lady and marry her. She preferred to remove herself from the possibility.
She was right. His co-star in the play was Natasha Richardson.
They fell in love during the run and later married; the marriage ended only with Richardson’s death years afterward. Asked later about the way he had left Shields, Neeson offered no elaborate explanation. He simply confirmed that he had gone to Los Angeles and never called her back.
What he had shown her the first time was clearer than any promise that followed. She believed the evidence.
Russell Brand's wife Laura testifies in court | Trial day 13 youtu.be/uHHnjBE9noc?is=bBWW… via @YouTube
Susan retweeted
Elke Sommer, the German-born actress who starred in several major 1960s films like “The Prize” with Paul Newman and the “Pink Pnther” sequel “A Shot in the Dark” with Peter Seller, has died. She was 85.
She died just three months after her husband, Wolf Walther, died of cancer.
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