» I went to the Moores Cancer Center today. In La Jolla ( luh 'HOY-uh ). I have actually driven by that road many times .. but never gave the name of the street much thought » Health Sciences Drive ..
The Moores Cancer Center in La Jolla
.. because I never had any reason to turn down that particular street.
Until now. Feel me? "So this is what's down here."
.. to catch an outdoor jazz concert while sitting beside the lovely marina there at Shelter Island.
I actually took the Bug's mom to a jazz concert there at Humphreys ..
.. when he was still in her belly. I forget who we saw (because I have seen so many acts there over the years) but I remember having a great time. Hot summer night.
She said he was jumping around inside her belly with the music. Later we moved back to where the music wasnt so loud and he stopped kicking. So the Bug has been to Humphreys .. even tho he doesnt know it.
But I am avoiding my subject. My uncomfortable subject.
I dont know where to start .. perhaps because I am a little overwhelmed. Which is understandable, I guess .. considering.
I mean, the voice in my head is saying » "Dude, you're going to the Moores Cancer center. A little difficult to ignore that fact .. wouldnt you say? If you forget you can always ask the driver where he is taking you.
Did you notice the word 'cancer' in their name? How can you not? Cancer .. that's what they DO there at Moores. In fact, that is ALL they do. No, they dont make hamburgers. And the REASON that you are going there is because » cancer is what you have.
Just like your mom had. And her father, your grandfather. You know how that turned out. Not pretty. Scary-ugly. And you have the same genes. You look a lot like your mom, if you ask me."