Monday 19

I called the oncologist office. I was told a request was made for my endorectal unltrasound and that in the next few days i should get a response. I hope it will be enough time for me before i have to go see the surgeon next Monday.


I had a new lick I lerned on the guitar:  I wrote the words at the parking lot at Barnoa;s.

From the time of my earliest light
I felt Someone fighting on my side
When I reached the end of the street
I knew that He was watching over me

If I got to close to the edge
His Hand was there it would push me back


In a far and distant land
I was saved by an Invisible Hand
Mom and daddy they were far away
To the edge of the roof I strayed

And I got too close to the edge
A hand was there and it pushed me back
And I got to close to the end
A hand was there and it pushed me back

Days have passed and I'm older now
Living things I once heard about
Not at the mercy of what doctors say
Cause I know Who holds my days

If I get to close to the edge.......

I also asked the girl who sings at Barnoa to sing a song with me sometimes. She said she would be honored.

I forgot to mention that today was my last episode on Monday at noon. My show will be moved to Thursday at 5 from now on. I had Maryama a Somali mbb. Wonderful testimony and books