PROGRESS ISN'T ALWAYS GOOD

Not a great day. I woke up yesterday thinking I was having a stroke (probably a panic attack) and Sandy and I spent a long and boring day at the hospital. Found out it was nothing. But then I got the PET scan results this morning. "The disease has progressed" as they say. It's not too bad yet, but clearly not good. I meet the doctor tomorrow to discuss new therapies, but he was frank to admit that there's no cure and no way out. But he also thinks there are still some things they can do. In addition, I won't be teaching, but go on long term disability, though "long term" is not too likely. I'll miss the students and my colleagues, but I have to devote what energy I got left to fighting this. Thanks to everyone for hanging in, and your comments---all of which I read but can't still figure out how to reply to directly.