Jefferson Martin

Jefferson Martin

Musings about old Volvos and the meaning of life.

Metaphor or Reality?

Within only hours remaining before reporting to a meeting with my onco-pros, our beloved Volvo cancer therapy car named Moose just stopped working. The fuel pump decided to go end-stage on me and I found myself an ad hoc traffic controller for people totally put out for having to thread their way around an old,

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Light Me Up

I seem to get a little agitated a few days ahead of my PET Scans. I become insufferable to loved ones around me and a cranky old man yelling at kids on his yard to those who observe me from afar. These tests are designed to find unusual activity within me on the part of

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Scrapping Digitally

I have to admit I am really impressed by a scrap metal dealer here in the Philadelphia area. After replacing two failed front seats in one of our Volvos with a pair of mint seats from a junkyard I was left with a sense of pride for a job well done and about eighty pounds

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Cursed Cancer Life

Poorly paraphrasing Anne Boyer, even with a respite from cancer aggression I am still cursed to live in the world that made me sick in the first place.

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I Just Don’t Care

Since my cancer diagnosis in 2017 things in my life have been understandably up and down. Sometimes the tests designed to track the progress- or, hopefully, the lack of progress – of my unwelcome little body bastards are good. Then, another test round has everybody face-clamping and saying,  “Oh, no!”. I have become mostly immune

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Two Bits a Shot

Today was CAT Scan Day focusing on my lung areas and I was so excited to engage in that test. Yes, that was sarcasm. Showing my age upon check-in for my CAT-scan, I was informed by the barely-bearded technician that the test is no longer called a CAT-SCAN. No, it’s just a C (pause) T

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Valleys and Wet Shoes

When I was young, I never paid much attention to the etymology of words. I just embraced those words and unknowingly used them in mostly inappropriate ways providing others with a constant and predictable source of amusement, I am sure. I spent most of my life assuming that the word ‘valley’ described the basin of

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The Whole Foods Warehouse

Over the last month I have noticed a change in my Whole Foods shopping experience. Like most folks, when I shopped at Whole Foods I had few complaints other than the cost of the food. The service was good; the employees were cheerful and the coffee wasn’t too bad, either. Shopping there was like going

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Cancer is not a solo endeavor.

Ken Foreman brought up an important, and often overlooked, component of the cancer experience: Compassion Fatigue. A cancer diagnosis is not a personal journey or quest that takes place in a social vacuum. Like the cancer itself, the effects of the diagnosis spread throughout the realm of family and friends who truly want to assist

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Aqualung Rising

I am amazed at the powers of Quantum Entanglement now being observed in the earth-based biota, especially at the Oxford Martin School at Oxford University. (No relation!) https://www.oxfordmartin.ox.ac.uk/news/2018011_Quantum_entanglement Simply put, organisms are thought to continue to communicate even after physical, logical communication pathways are severed or corrupted. When I was diagnosed with cancer in 2017,

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