Survivor, Cancer Island
DLAW, day two. So, it's my birthday, which seems the perfect time to talk about cancer. Or, more precisely, the phrase, "cancer survivor." Here's the thing. A bit more than two years ago, a very talented surgeon separated my cancer-filled prostate from the rest of me. So far, so good. But when I hear people talk about cancer survivors, I just don't feel that the phrase has anything to do with me. I wasn't ever in any pain, except for a brief period after surgery. I never had any unpleasant symptoms. I never felt I was in danger of shuffling off that mortal coil. There was no battle. I know a young lady who survived neoblastoma. She had months of treatment, including a bone-marrow transplant and all sorts of chemo and radiation. She's a survivor. I'm just a guy who suffered a bit of inconvenience.

On the other hand, I definitely feel like a catheter survivor. I had to deal with one for two whole weeks after surgery. My only regret is that I didn't take advantage of this and enter a World's of Warcraft tournament. It would have been awesome. I never would have needed to leave my seat.

So, what does all of this have to do with DLAW? Nothing, really. But it's been on my mind for a while, so I figured I'd move the topic off my "do" list and onto my "did it" list.

Tuesday is a heavy travel day, so I make no promises. But Wednesday, I will introduce a new DLAW feature, in the form of a subset celebration. Prepare for WAD on Wednesday.