I was thinking of doing an outrageous post about what I would do if I could be God. But I just don't have much divine outrage in me today.
I just found out that the Dogwood Arts Festival isn't having its Art and Photography Show this year due to administrative problems. Well, I guess that's kind of a relief because I'd been dragging my feet about getting something ready for it. Last year I won a first place for the computer enhanced category. But I am a little disappointed too that this April won't have that event to attend.
We all are emotionally drained by the situation with the father-in-law. He is out of ICU now but is still in a coma. The uncertainty is as exhausting as anticipating a death. Cancer is a terrible thing. And the chemo used to treat it is almost worse. But what do you do? You're gonna die either way, so I guess it's better to go down fighting.
Speaking of cancer, I'm very sorry to hear about Elizabeth Edwards' cancer recurrence. Anyone who has dealt with cancer knows that recurrence is pretty bad news. I just read that it's in her hip as well as her rib. That's usually how it returns... with a vengeance. My sympathy and empathy to her and her family, especially her children. They are much too young to be facing this. Here's to that "biofriendly universe". *middle finger salute*
Update: More bad cancer news with Tony Snow's cancer recurrence. Again, my sympathy and empathy to him and his loved ones. Allow me to make a rather bold statement. I'm beginning to suspect that in large part the whole chemotherapy industry is just a big, expensive and not especially successful experiment that we all are paying for. Who is getting rich from this chemotherapy conspiracy? That is my question. And when you find that answer I think you'll also find the hand in most of the health care problems in our country today. Yes, sure, chemotherapy has probably benefited many people, but I suspect that these "success" stories have been exaggerated in the attempt to make more money from people in fear of death.