Painting Poles

Painting Poles

GD6

    I've had a close friend named Walter in my life since I was about 14 years old. There's a 3 year age difference which is alot when your 14 and he's 17, but our love of music, songwriting, a somewhat consistent take on the universe and an equally consistent appetite for destruction made us fast friends. When I was 22 and he was 25, he went into the hospital to check on a lump in his throat and it turned out to be cancer.  He was immediately admitted to the hospital and within 3 days he was undergoing aggressive radiation and chemotherapy treatments. Now Walter was quite easily the most larger than life character I had ever known, and with that character comes a certain immortality and strength. So when he was diagnosed with this illness it not only shook my foundation and belief system on the human body but brought into question my own immortality or lack thereof. He suffered immensely under the barbaric ritual of cancer treatment, I often thought the doctors were just trying anything that came to mind.  It was an aggressive form of cancer in its 3rd stage, the kind of cancer that after you explain it to any type of health practitioner they respond with a long "ohhh, that's not good" and a grimaced face.  Most people die of this type of cancer and they die fast, but after 3 long years, and a bone marrow transplant, walter survived.  Not only has he survived but he has thrived, its been 20 years since that weird glitch in our plan and he is stronger than ever.  In fact, he was just visiting from toronto, and we spent a night talking about life, the world, the universe, music, and family over enough drinks that when I woke up the feeling I had in my head shook my foundation and belief system on the human body and brought into question my own immortality or lack thereof.  That weird glitch in our timeline was spent in a ward in The Health Science Center named GD6.

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