A long weekend in Mendocino and Fort Bragg

It was time to go to the Mendocino This post is about a long weekend spent on the Mendocino coast.

Of course there is a cancer story that goes along with this. Lately there is a cancer story involved in everything I do. Perhaps one day I will go on a trip with no cancer story, but that is a different life and I am not there yet.

Cancer story: Had my three month PET scan. The oncologist called me after the scan and asked me if I was breathing OK. (I was breathing fine until you called me, doctor! Now I can’t breathe at all!) Diagnosis: new tumor on the aorta. A call for a surgical biopsy including removing part of the rib to reach the tumor, several days in the hospital, several weeks of recuperation, during which time I was requested to schedule a bone marrow biopsy. Treatment? Most likely chemo again. We don’t need to dwell on the ensuing drama.

Two weeks later a phone call from the oncologist. “Never mind, it was a mistaken diagnosis. An unusual case of something else mascarading as cancer. My bad!”

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A Morning in Mendocino

Downtown Mendocino

Downtown Mendocino

Our 4th of July adventures continued after our night in Fort Bragg.  Click on the link below for the full story.

After our night in Fort Bragg, we headed seven miles south to the small town of Mendocino. It was 4th of July morning, clear and warm, unusual for this coastal town. After a hot cup of tea for me and coffee for Teresa at Moody’s, a local cafe, we went to explore. The whole town was setting up for an afternoon parade. Flags and bunting were out and flapping in the breeze.

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