Introduction

The "Hotel Melanoma" moniker is a metaphor for living with my particular brand of cancer. Except for those lucky few of us deemed "cured", all we cancer survivors are guests of one of the many, many branded hotels in the "Hotel Carcinoma" chain. We can check out any time we like, but we can never leave. Meanwhile, let's be livin' it up; and please support cancer education, prevention, and treatment research.



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Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Geophysiopsychology


Pictured here is Haystack Rock on Cannon Beach in Oregon. It was formed some 10-17 million years ago by lava flows emanating from a nearby coastal mountain range along the Pacific “Rim of Fire” that was once actively volcanic but is now dormant. Until the day it isn’t.

As I’ve said here before, I’ve been one lucky fellow during my extended stay at the Hotel. Nevertheless, I still feel like some dormant volcano-- as I’m nearly always wondering when the ever-present anxiety about a recurrence will next erupt and whether a destructive flow of metastasizing melanoma cells lies in my future. And I know I’m not alone in experiencing this ongoing and grating state of paranoia. With gratitude to all who understand this psychic state, and share their own emotions and experiences in hopes of lending support to others, here’s a new version of Jimmy Buffett’s “Volcano”…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IjGHwGkFIFw


Now I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
If my black cancer blow

Well let me hear ya now
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
If my black cancer blow

Cells they lurkin' inside me
Got ya UV rays out by the sea
Shining orb up in the sky
Pretty soon we start to fry

Hey I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
If my black cancer blow

Now my doc always say to me
Son, you'd better wear your ‘screen
That sunshine comes out strong and hot
You better lova life now or lova life not

See I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
If my black cancer blow

Hey make me onc-free

No time to count what I'm worth
Hey I just love this planet earth
But a' where I go I hope there's fun
Not to worry, more soon come

I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
If my black cancer blow

But I don't want to land at MSK place
Don't want to land at MDA (no no no)
Don't want to look at no NIH stay
Don't want to have no scans today (no no no)

Don't want to land at the Anschutz clinic’s
nuclear oncology (no no no)
Don't want to have no more IV tube sticks
In my scarred-up anatomy (no no no)

Don't want to stand no more biochemo
Don't want to stand no more clinic stays (no no no)
Don't want to stand no more melanoma
I got nothin a more to say

I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
If my black cancer blow

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