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Dave Taylor

What I Learned From Dying: Now I lose my other dog?

Almost exactly six months after my beloved dog Lech Walesa died, now my other dog Little Face has joined him. To say we were not prepared is quite an understatement. My fiancee Jamie let her out to go to the bathroom Monday while I was in Owensboro running errands. When I got back soon afterward…

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What I Learned From Dying: Pleasantly surprised

Just one month after being told I should go on Hospice, my doctor told me he’s “pleasantly surprised” by my progress. That’s a far cry from when he told me this new chemotherapy was more likely to kill me than the cancer would. My latest CT scan showed that the cancer spots on my liver…

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What I Learned From Dying: I’m going bald fast

So I’m bald, very bald. And I’m going bald at what seems like some kind of world record rate. Just a few weeks ago I had a full head of hair and things were right with the world. Then one day I was drying my hair with a towel and the towel looked like a…

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What I Learned From Dying: Looks can be deceiving

I’m writing this from the air. I’m in a plane on mine and Jamie’s big trip to New York City where we hope to do something other than give me medicine and puke. As we prepared to take off, they described the floatation devices, oxygen, overhead lights, etc and I remember thinking, “Well they’ve thought…

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What I Learned From Dying: Still going

I’m still going, literally and figuratively. I’m still going to New York City later this month, I’m still going to be married to the love of my life Jamie next month and I’m still going, living on despite prognoses to the contrary. Not many believed I’d still be going at all. At my most recent…

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What I Learned From Dying: Feeling better or being better?

I actually had a great week this week. I felt good, I walked taller and I took on some projects. My new chemotherapy appears to have few obvious side effects, other than more nausea on days six and seven, and I’m generally feeling much better on it. Now whether that means I’m actually better or…

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What I Learned From Dying: The FUN in funeral

I’m realizing it’s not easy to plan an entertaining funeral. Never a fan of stuffy events, I don’t want my funeral to be the kind where people are afraid to make any sound and where smiles aren’t allowed. My funeral is going to be a celebration. I will be in eternity with God, in Heaven…

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What I Learned From Dying: Holding out hope

So last week I had to make the decision whether to try a new chemo that could likely kill me or stop all treatment and just slowly succumb to the cancer that is already killing me. I guess I sort of wimped out and chose something in the middle. I decided to try the new…

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What I learned from dying: It’s time for Hospice

Well, it’s official. I got the “There’s nothing more we can do” talk from my cancer doctor Monday. Talk about a major bummer. I knew something bad was coming when, after asking me a few questions, he looked at the floor and started wringing his hands. Then he kind of stammered and mumbled a few…

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What I Learned From Dying: I’m dying

I’m dying. I’ve known that for months but I just had a consult with a surgeon who was a straight shooter and his whole message was that I’m dying and very soon. In fact, one of the first things he said was “you’re in serious trouble.” This was the cancer specialist who was a well…

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