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Handshakes And Hugs… Who Needs Them?


Disclaimer, I have never been much of a hugger, especially in the moments of a greeting or departure.  Although to be fair, when I saw the jpeg, I am thinking, okay, maybe I would make an exception for the pound-sized Hershey bar.

But seriously, growing up, there was never any of the kind of displays of salutations such as handshakes, hugs and kisses.  So, with the exception of my daughters and any particular special interest in my life, I actually feel quite awkward in displaying such greetings.

Howie Mandel has often been made fun of for the reasons he does not make physical contact with people, concern over germs, or the term “germaphobe.”  I have seen him react when his levels of comfort have been actually threatened, often for the sake of comedy.  For Mandel, it is quite serious.

For me, it is just awkward.  I have no interest in giving anyone a kiss that I am either not married to or dating.  As for hugs, meh, I could care less.  Again, for an immediate relation point of reference, I have no problem.  But if I am visiting someone’s home, or just happen to see someone I have not seen in a while, yeah, not so much into it.

The only salutation that I did not have any kind of issue with, was handshaking.  Yes, that is written in past tense.

Covid19 has taken care of that for sure with me.  Honestly, I am not heartbroken about it.  I actually think a smiling “Hi there!” from me, produces more of a friendly approach than a firm handshake might mistakingly infer.  I really do not care if I shake another hand at this point.

And this new thing… the elbow bump.  STOP IT!  It is just stupid.  Not to mention the fact, that if you are supposed to be socially distancing, you actually end up two feet closer (minimum) to be able to knock each other’s elbows.

We are now in our tenth month of this crisis, the seventh month full blown, and no end in sight.  I have mentioned in past posts, I get how many are having such a difficult time dealing with the recommendations and restrictions, and worse, the isolation.  Unless you have been blessed to not have lived through a health crisis, you know the urgentness of what we are facing with this crisis.

I try to keep the temperature low when it comes to discussions about Covid19.  Of course, I care about everyone, not just my family and friends, not just my fellow cancer survivors, but everyone.  I am a firm believer in science, and am quite frustrated that politics has caused the damage and confusion that it has.

Years ago, I worked with biohazards.  I was within small groups of co-workers.  The good thing was, all of those co-workers were on the same page, follow the rules and precautions.  An issue one day, led to management deciding that this small group was no longer a workable situation, and instead opened the assignment to the entire department, and I spoke up against it.  My arguments were denied, and given my health vulnerabilities, I did the only thing I could do.  It was one thing for the small and close group who respected the dangers of what we handled, but by requiring all employees, many of whom only cared about short-cuts to get done working early, my health was in danger.

I went to our health services department to obtain an exemption.  I was told that I “just had a problem with management.  There was no health concern.”  Again, if you follow my blog, you know I have a difficult health history.  I would eventually win my argument, but I should not have had to fight so hard.

THIS POST IS NOT ABOUT EFFICIENCY OF MASKS!  I have already written a post on that.  No matter what however, even the lowest level of protection of a mask does one simple thing, and I have said it long before Covid19.  It acts as a cough or sneeze guard for those who are either lazy or slob and do not cover their faces when they cough or sneeze.

Sure, when my kids were just entering daycare, that is when we learned a new method to prevent errant sneeze and cough germs, doing it into the crook of your elbow.  That way you just did not transfer your germs from you mouth or nose to your hands, and then not wash you hands.

Of course, Covid19 has made it more difficult, and more necessary.  And the sad thing is, it really does make a difference, in lowering the risk.  No, not the same as eliminating the risk.  I have said before, even with the N95 mask, unless you are trained how to wear one, it will do as well at protecting you as the surgical mask.  That is why I say it helps lower the risk.  And lowering is better than nothing.

I live in an area that is high into mask-refusal.  I have been mask shamed.  I have heard all the excuses why not to wear masks, and have yet to hear one that was valid.  Freedom not to wear them, sorry.  The only ones who lose their freedoms are the ones that die from Covid19.  Can’t breath or dying from breathing CO2?  Right, that is why the death rate of surgeons and operating room nurses is so high.

My favorite, no one tells me what to do.  You wear a seatbelt in your car, right?  And believe me, I am 100% against being forced to wear one.  And given the option or the ability to make up my own mind, I would not do it.  But the argument is there, seatbelts save lives.  And here is the part that I hear, and I say, “but it should be my choice.  If I don’t wear my seatbelt, it has no impact on my driving.”  Sound familiar?

When someone claims that wearing a mask does not save lives with Covid19, that just does not make any sense.  You may have the right, not freedom, to not wear a mask, but you do not have a right to make anyone else face a deadly virus.  Seriously, do you think you could get away with infecting someone with AIDS?  Don’t tell me that is different.  At least AIDS can be treated.

My decisions that I have made in regard to Covid19 have no impact on anyone.  I am protecting myself, and those around me.  I am not making a statement, political or otherwise.  Besides not wanting to contract Covid19, I do not want the responsibility of giving it to anyone.  If you think because you are young and healthy, you have nothing to fear, ask anyone who has met those descriptions and developed Covid19, and have struggled since, because they found out, they may not have been as healthy as thought.

I have been through these crisis before, and I have gotten through them because I have made smart choices, not tried to prove a point.  Covid19 will not be any different.

And for now, I don’t care if I shake another hand…ever.

A Reason To Celebrate Labor Day


It is odd.  We celebrate this weekend for all the wrong reasons.  We recognize it as the “unofficial end to Summer,” the last hoorah to go to the beach or Summer party before schools begin.  Only a select few actually understand what the holiday is about.  Politically speaking, for many, it is not something that is wanted to be talked about.

We know why we celebrated Veterans on Veteran’s Day.  We know why we honor and memorialize our fallen on Memorial Day.  But Labor Day is not just a day off or a long weekend.

Labor Day recognizes the advances of the Labor Movement, as well as those who have contributed to the advances and achievements.  In 1887, Oregon became the first state to recognize Labor Day as a holiday.  By the time the United States recognized it as a national holiday in 1894, thirty states had already recognized this annual recognition (Wikipedia).

The key is what brought us to this day.  It begins with the “evil” trade unions and the labor movement.  The whole idea of this movement was to create a better and safer working environment, and to be able to negotiate for better wages and benefits.  The concept is simple.  It is more successful to negotiate as a group, than individually.  Someone asks for something individually, it is very easy to tell that one person “no.”  But if an employer risks a work interruption, a “strike,” where workers refuse to work until the company and union comes to an agreement, the employer is likely to not opt for the work stoppage and risk profits.  It should be noted, union workers do not earn their pay while on strike, and unless the union is financially prepared, even health benefits are at risk by a “strike.”  It is not really an option that neither side wants.

You can thank the Labor Movement for the “8 hour work day” which became effective in 1886.  Can you imagine what it would be like to have an employer require you to work sixteen hour days?  You can be thankful for breaks during the work day.  You can be thankful for the establishment of OSHA requiring workplace protections.

Labor Unions came into the picture in 1935 with the signing of the National Labor Relations Act.  This allowed workers to organize into unions and engage in collective bargaining (negotiate a contract) to earn better wages, safer working conditions, benefits, and job security.

In the beginning, unions had a major impact on such dangerous jobs as coal mining (a separate story deserving its own post), and many other large industrial jobs.  Eventually other public sector jobs would also join into the labor union representation such as teachers and police.

Over the years, unions have been portrayed as both evil and necessary.  Evil, because to provide a better work environment means it costs a company more profit to provide such.  Politically, as companies lobby the government for assistance against labor unions.  Obviously, if a company can pay someone less, they will make more profit.  But the question is, at what cost to the employee?  The answer, a company owner only cares about the profit, not who earns it for them.

If you have never belonged to a union, it is very easy to be jaded against them.  Chances are, all you have ever witnessed, are news stories about strikes.  Whether they be transport workers, nurses, airline pilots, teachers, or whoever, if you do not belong in a union, the immediate warcry is “greedy bastards” when the workers are shown on strike, asking for better conditions and more pay.  And why that warcry?  Because it is likely, that person does not have that representation, and thereby deems it unfair since they do not have the opportunity to have the same negotiating power.  But you do.  You choose not to.

Unions have typically been portrayed as thugs in Hollywood (both of these were great movies by the way, “Fist” starring Sylvester Stallone, and “Norma Rae” starring Sally Field).  There is no doubt that there have been issues of violence associated with labor negotiations.  But I would argue, that for the most part, the benefits of being represented far outweigh the benefits of not being represented.

Personally speaking, my grandmother belonged to the Electrical Workers Union, and was even a treasurer for her local organization.  I laugh at the thought of my grandmother being a “tough guy” in a union, as she stood only 4 foot 7 inches tall, and was quiet in appearance.  My mother also worked with the Electrical Workers Union.

Then came my turn.  But up until that point, I was one, like many, opposed to unions, for the same reasons as others, misconceptions leading to unfair judgments courtesy of my jealousies.  In 1997, an opportunity came up to work for a major pharmaceutical company, with the entry level position, including union membership.  I would become the third generation belonging to a union, oddly, the Oil, Atomic, Chemical Workers union, yes, in pharmaceutical.  Immediately, I would see the difference and the benefits to me.

In 1988, I was diagnosed with cancer.  This made me uninsurable for health insurance, life insurance.  Hell, employers did not even want to hire me at all, just because I had cancer.   But the first benefit I received following my probationary period?  Guaranteed Health and Life insurances.  You see, the union negotiates this for their workers.  That is why they call it collective bargaining.  Because it benefits their entire group.  Everyone in that group has to have the same thing.  I could not be turned down just because I had cancer.

Sure, the money was also good.  And compared to other pharmaceutical companies that did not have union representations, my counterparts were lucky to make even half of what I was making.

Work environment?  If I felt my work area was unsafe, or equipment was lacking, I could count on my union leadership to demand action.  In industrialized jobs, workers are automatically at a higher risk for injury and death, and deserve all precautions to keep them as safe and protected as possible.

And a big thing with unions, job security.  Do you know anyone who was fired just because a boss did not like the otherwise productive employee?  Have you ever been laid off from work, after working decades, while the company kept someone who just started, simply because they made less money?  Seniority is one of the pillars of the labor movement, job security.

Of course, there are problems within the unions, the slackers who goof off while other good hard workers carry a respective work ethic.  Some of these get into trouble, and seemingly get away with it, unscathed.  That is the benefit of a union, representation to get you out of trouble, by accident, or intentionally.

My experience with the union, I will always support unions.  Besides finally obtaining insurances that I was otherwise denied, my wages allowed me to purchase a home, and allowed me the opportunity to bring the two most important people into my life, my daughters.

And when I needed my union the most, in 2008, following my emergency bypass surgery, for my heart, caused by damage from my cancer treatments nearly twenty years earlier, when my employer threatened to fire me, as my FMLA (Family Medical Leave Act) days had expired and demanded me to return to work, even though I had not recovered.  My union fought for me with the Americans With Disabilities Act protections.  You try to do this working for Walmart.   Eventually, I would become a shop steward, a “lawyer” or union representative for my co-workers myself.  And I was a good one.  As one of my co-workers noted, I may not have been well liked by all (I was a stickler for rules, so I could be a pain in the ass), but everyone knew I would support and protect everyone.

I worked for my employer another five years before my disabilities became too much for me, and for my employer to accommodate my health restrictions.

When it came to my early retirement, my union took care of me as well.

The same cannot be said for my peers with other companies who do not have representation, doing the exact same work as me.  But envy should be held against me, because I had representation that I was worth as a human being?  Or should there be displeasure in the fact that someone is either unable or unwilling to establish representation?

As you are out on the beach today, or having a barbecue, be glad for unions and the labor movement.  That is why you are hopefully not being forced to work today.  And if you are being forced to work… I hope you are being compensated properly.

Chadwick Forever


This past weekend, fans learned the sad news of the passing of an up and coming talent, Chadwick Boseman, best known for his role as the Marvel Super Hero, Black Panther.  He was only 43 years old.  His cause of death has left most who knew of him, with so many questions.  Boseman died from a cancer most often associated with someone older in age, colon cancer.  But as I have said so many times before, cancer does not discriminate by age.

The fact that Boseman hid his fight against cancer, including surgeries and treatments, all while filming, including his role as the Black Panther in his stand alone movie and appearances in the Avengers series, may be shocking to those who have never had cancer, but obviously not to those of us who have experienced cancer.

Hollywood can be especially brutal to actors when they are faced with health crisis, whether they be by their own devices, or in just the misfortunes of ill health.  In any case, though it has not been discussed why Boseman hid the news of his cancer, I am sure that there could be concern of losing value in Hollywood, even with the rise of his fame for portraying such icons as Jackie Robinson, Thurgood Marshall, James Brown, and of course the Black Panther.

No matter how much star power you have, ill health can take away all of your momentum, as if you were not worried about the outcome of your health was not enough.  This is not any different for us common people in the regular world either.  Out of fear of the impact on our employment, we often hide the news, or “put on the brave face” and show up for work, no matter what, and never let on, that we might not be having a good day.

The amazing movies that Boseman put out without letting on that he was facing colon cancer for nearly four years, is nothing compared to his connection to St. Jude’s Children’s Hospital.

Again, without letting anyone be aware of what he was dealing with, Boseman made various appearances at St. Jude’s offering so much joy to the many children there.  During an interview on Sirius Satellite Radio during promotions for Black Panther, Boseman got choked up as he spoke of his experiences of support to the children at St. Jude’s.  Of course, we all have a special place in our hearts for children with cancer, but Boseman had a secret close to home, and I am certain that he felt more than anyone, what these children were going through.

Colon cancer is not necessarily known for being diagnosed in younger people.  The American Cancer Society used to recommend early detection screening once you hit fifty years of age.  Only recently, as statistics show younger people now facing colon cancer, the ACS adjusted their age limit to 45 years of age.  Boseman was diagnosed at 39.

As a long term cancer survivor of Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, one of my potential late side effects from my treatments, is developing a secondary cancer.  Common among us Hodgkoids, is colon cancer.  And so, as part of our follow-up, we actually get screened much younger than the recommended age.  Depending on the results of the colonoscopy, determines any frequency of future scopes.

Late night talk show host Jimmy Kimmel (pictured with Katie Couric whose husband died from colon cancer), made history by having his colonoscopy televised (not in its entirety).  The purpose was to bring awareness.

There are a lot of stigmas to having a colonoscopy, some well-deserved, and some just obscenely false.  The procedure is done with the patient either in twilight, or as in my case, out cold (a complication of my health history makes it necessary for me to be intubated), so by the time it is over, for the most part, you have no idea anything was even done.  You just have to wait for the news.  The most unpleasant part for most of us, is the “prep.”  A patient needs to completely empty out their bowels for the doctor to be able to get where they need to, and with an unobstructed view.  In many cases, multiple laxatives in large quantities (referred to as the prep), leave many with an overly bloated feeling, then only to spend many hours on the toilet.  To be honest, I have never heard anyone say it was “no big deal” doing the prep.  The quantity is what pushes us to our limits.  But other than that, it is a procedure that can save a life.

The one stigma that is unfortunately ignorant and untrue, some will not get a colonoscopy done, because they are afraid they will “wake up gay.”  Yes, some actually think, ignorantly, that because the procedure involves the rectum, the scope will somehow create homosexual tendencies.  I have run into a couple of people like this.  I spent a long time trying to convince my friends this was not the case, and the urgency of getting a colonoscopy.  Eventually, I would convince him, and he did confirm that I was telling him the truth, he would not be “altered” due to the procedure, a procedure that may have saved his life.

Why does a colonoscopy make a difference?  I mentioned earlier, about the frequency of colonoscopies based on results of the scope.  If you have a clean colonoscopy, really no pun intended, you are not likely to be requested to have a follow-up for ten years, possibly more.  But, if during the colonoscopy, the doctor discovers anything, in particular, polyps, these polyps can be removed, and of course tested.  “Polyps aren’t too big of a deal, right?”  Wrong.  Polyps have the potential to advance to cancer, colon cancer.  So yes, having a colonoscopy, discovering and removing any polyps, can help prevent colon cancer, one of the major cancer killers.

I am one of the unfortunately ones.  Not only did I have my first colonoscopy before the age of fifty, I am faced with having them every one to two years.  I develop polyps.  And fortunately, to this day, that is all I have had to deal with.  But my reality is known.  Without this preventative measure, I most likely would not have good chances.

There have been many in my life, who have sometimes criticized me for the awareness I have with my health.  “Just get over it.  Live your life!  You beat cancer!  Enjoy!”  I do not know the circumstances behind Boseman’s diagnosis or battle.  But he was diagnosed four years ago, at an age younger before my first colonoscopy.  If you know who Boseman is, he looked healthy, just as many who do not have the frequent surveillance that I do.  So you tell me who has the better odds… someone not being watched by their doctors because, based on health and age no reason to, or a cancer survivor like me, constantly monitored for what could go wrong next.

Like the actor, I try to go through my life, hiding the many things I face.  I don’t want to be a buzzkill worrying everybody, or incurring pity.  I have a good life, at least I feel it is, and I accept my limits which I rarely let on.  And only if you really pay attention, you can see it.  I get through my life without burdening most, and hopefully making a difference in the many worlds that I advocate for, cancer, adoption, and single parenting issues.

Hollywood lost a great actor who had a brilliant future ahead of him.  And we as fans can only watch the few outstanding films that he made, but will clearly last forever.

I normally save a post like this for Colon Cancer Screening Month, but with the passing of Chadwick Boseman, I felt this was the perfect time to bring awareness.  It can happen to anyone, anytime.

Wakanda forever Black Panther.  RIP Chadwick Boseman.

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