April 30, 2003
Had a nice day yesterday with no pain. Slept very good. Kathy went with me at 6:30 and we drove down for my evening shot. Ate at Foster’s a sea food place ($30 cash). Got my shot and got home at around 9:30. With all of the driving and waiting it takes a good 4 to 5 hours out of my day, but it beats the alternative: being in the hospital 24-7.

The nurses are still trying to find out who my doctor is. This morning at Outpatient Infusions, Julie (her real name) says, “Who is the lead dog here?” and I said I have no clue. She said “That can’t be.” And I said, “I’ve had five doctors poking at me and now that I’m an outpatient they all act like they’ve never seen me.” (In fact I called for an appointment with a GI doc this morning and his receptionist says, “We have no record of the doctor ever seeing you and he doesn’t remember you.” “Well, I remember him” I told her, “he’s got a shaved head and he’s the one who wants to put a roto-rooter up my backside and as much as I’d like to forget him, I can’t” She laughed).

Cancelled a photo session in Tombstone this weekend. It was the right call. I need to be there and it’s a tricky shoot and fortunately everyone involved understood.

Working hard on Hole-in-the wall Gang shootout in Turkey Creek Canyon, New Mexico. Dan Buck is providing much needed information. Haven’t heard back from the guy in England who is supposed to be the source. He has no phone, no E-mail. Hard to believe, eh?

"History is a vast early warning system."
—Norman Cousins