There's Even More To Celebrate Than My Paperback Release

A year ago today I was begging my doctors to quit radiating my throat.  I kept saying, "I'm cooked!  I'm done! You're giving me the same radiation as you would a 300 pound truck driver.  Can't we stop?  Please.  Pretty please?

At that point, I was only a few days from the end of treatment, and no, the famous Dr. Mendenhall did not stop but he did give me more pain medicine.  (I was wearing a 100 mcg. Fetnenyl patch that would have felled the aforesaid truck driver.)   Third degree burns to...