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Brian Patrick Cork is living the Authentic Life
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cancer is NOT a journey

August10

there exists a walking and waking nightmare. its a perilous path that requires us to be ever vigilant, and ready, willing and able to thumb Satan in his blood-shot pale eyes.

spare me the platitudes and existentialist bull-shit. cancer is not a journey.

Thursday was Joanne’s fourth chemotherapy session, and mid-point for the course. that is always followed by a Nuestra shot to increase her white blood cell count. interestingly, that ends-up being the most painful part of the treatment. listening to her description of the pain, it sounds like what The Wolverine must go through when he deploys his talons and/ or regenerates.

that said, she is tough as Wolverine, to be certain.

the good news is that the cancer is evidently not in the lymph-nodes. we caught this bitch early and we responded with pace and a sense of purpose. I recruited, petitioned and secured the best surgical and oncological team in the Southeast. the two masses have apparently responded well to chemotherapy. thusly, her prognosis is good. If we remain on-plan, we have the BIG surgery in early November. hopefully we are in the recovery and healing phase by mid-December.

me? I am restless. resolute. exhausted. encouraged. relieved that my daughters seem to find comfort in me. I miss my wife. she has already told me nothing is going to be the same. I’ve never loved her more. I can’t ever be more angry at something else, ever again. thank God for modern medicine, and my Jeep – oh… and a sense of purpose to stay fit, and, possibly, sane.

go read another and prior post of mine: http://www.unsinkablebriancork.com/2013/03/08/riding-that-big-glassy-fronted-wave-of-life/ do it!

“live your life darling. all of it. question everything. accept nothing.” – Barbara Anne Cork, Wife to one, Mother to all

survival is not an option. this must be about thrival. I made that up; but will see it through.

UPDATE: when this episodic travesty finds it’s end, Chuck Papageorgiou is taking me fishing.

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters

brian patrick cork

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its not about me, its about what we do

August5

three brands

 

 

 

 

 

 

Three iconic American brands. An unbeatable (Unsinkable) combination.

Its less about what we do, and so much more about the manner in which we accomplish it.

corks rig 2

 

 

 

 

 

 

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

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I don’t know how to sing the blues

July9

borrowed, with gratitude from, Humans of New York : http://lnkd.in/bgtFJi5

the rest is me. sometimes we need examples of who not to be and what not to do.

some people channel such BULLSHIT through their lives.

so… that got me to the following:

Joanne has cancer. I spend almost every minute of the day willing her to be healed. I would take every ounce of strength I have and infuse her with it. I would give her every last drop of blood and white blood cells I can generate. I would carry her to the top of the mountain if I thought God could hear me more clearly.

this morning I ventured out to Starbucks in my Jeep. I often do annoying things that might include singing country songs at the top of my voice out of key, pray, play music loud (my current favorite to the horror of my neighborhood) is, What It’s Like (not a country song) by Everlast, from the Whitey Ford Sings the Blues album. it fits nicely with an open-air Jeep Wrangler (in Milton, Georgia this is the new Porsche).

a prayer popped into my head. then I realized it was a poem. then thought it might be a prayer. but, $@&% it… I meant it.

I love God He keeps me on my feet I love God He does not know the meaning of defeat I love God He keeps me on my toes I love God he is the architect of my woes I love God He makes me strong I love God He confuses my understanding of luck and fortuna I love God I beg him to make Jo well Soona (that was me rollin a bit ghetto).

so… what if poems are a form of prayer? does that mean stupid poems possess the potential to piss off God? if it makes me feel better, I think that’s a good sign.

…this reminds me… I wish Brandon, the creator and curator of Human of New York, would offer a method other than TUMBLR to share his own efforts. I wonder if he hears me?

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

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Life and Monty Python as the Lens … oh, and Kevin

July3

so… here’s the drill…

Darrah Bruestein is brilliant. she’s the type of young lady I THINK I want my own daughters to aspire. Darrah might make being under forty seem cool.

that said, we were exchanging emails over a work-related introduction and I was stunned (yes, stunned; and, therefore borderline flabbergasted) to learn she was fundamentally unaware of the “pinching heads” tactic made famous by the Monty Python (Flying Circus) troupe.

I explained it to her, thusly:

monty python Flying circus“It was a theme throughout the Monty Python skits (they went on for years). I THINK it was featured in the film, And Now for Something Completely Different. That film is not to be confused with another, The Life of Brian (however, for it’s perspective, you have to appreciate, “Life’s a piece of shit, once you think of it…”.).

Monty Python does not strike everyone as funny, just enlightened folk; or people that can ably point to The Young Ones (even more British comedy) and die from laughing due to lack of oxygen.

All that said, you can stand, or sit, at a distance and “pinch peoples little heads”. Its a control thing. It genuinely unnerves some people. Dogs also. Cats not so much. Our hamster Kevin could care less. He’s an insidious bastard, though. Don’t try it with chimpanzees. Seriously.”

I’ll note, here, that you’ve not lived until you have seen a fat hamster investigate a house from the inside of a plastic ball. every time I walk into the laundry room where we keep his habitat, I find him poised in the corner staring at me. I imagine all manner of schemes percolating in his little head behind those beady little eyes. I suspect Kevin might be a contrarian. someone needs to make a movie about such exploits. a blog is necessary, perhaps.

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

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