This month marks my tenth anniversary of completing the biochemotherapy treatments that still have me on the preferred side of the grass. (Although when I play golf I spend a lot of time on “the beach”.) With thanks to the fine docs who did me the great service of referring me to melanoma specialists for a treatment regimen that wasn’t available locally and with gratitude for the merry band of medics at the University of Colorado Hospital who got me through that wild ride, here’s the Hotel Melanoma rendition of Bonnie Raitt’s “Love Me Like A Man”…
The docs that I've been seeing, baby
Got them nodes out on a shelf
They know they could never drug me
So they sent me to somewhere else
But I need someone to drug me
Someone to really understand
Who can put himself above C
Who’ll just drug me with a plan
I never seen such ‘fusers darlin’
Even though I tried…
…to find docs fine who can get me home
’stead of taking me for a ride
And I need someone to drug me
I know you can
Believe me when I tell you
You can drug me like a man
Oh they want me to rock meds
So my Black ain't got no home
I want a plan to block C
Like my… Black mole was his own
Baby, I know you can
Believe me when I tell you
You can drug me like a man
I come home bad and boney
Feel like I wanna die
I need someone to scold C
Not some fools who’d let me die
And I need someone to drug me
Doctor I know you can
Won't you put yourself above C
You just drug me like you can
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