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His heart is leaky and no longer has the ability to pump all the blood his body needs. I just got home from visiting family in Milwaukee. It was a whirlwind trip. Planned on Wednesday. Executed Thursday. This was a great weekend for my dad.

He had both his children, two of four grandchildren and all four great grandchildren. The little kids are little enough to be adorable no matter what they do. The big kids are now grownups—each of whom I like a lot. They all disappear when the Sun goes down. My dad has gotten very weak. It has not affected this mental capacities.

He can still tell jokes on demand. However, the mere act of walking a step or two leaves him gasping for air. He would rather eat soup because chewing is physically taxing.

My dad has chosen to be on hospice care. Living with my sister is excellent for my father. He likes the company. He is VERY happy. My dad will go with no regrets. He told me so and I believe him. He is loved and cherished by us and pretty likable to everyone else. That being said he has chosen the best way.

I paid extra for that. I was desperate. A few weeks ago I broke my glasses. No problem. I have a backup. But it was old and the prescription has changed. There was one advantage I had over most. I have my prescription. I see an ophthalmologist on a regular basis and asked for one a few months ago.

I did measure or more accurately Helaine measured my pupillary distance. Right off the bat I see better. I see clearer. Everything is a little brighter. The focus is good for computing and reading.

I got all the coatings but am a little disappointed in the anti-glare, sort of important in my work. They look almost exactly like my old glasses, which is the point. On the website I found little distinction between most frames. This is one part of online where you sacrifice. There are all sorts of free open source programs to produce maps and charts, but none made them pretty. And for video you need pretty. Having a TV studio is one thing.

Trying to sell my services to non-traditional users is another. Most TV stations have expensive equipment to produce on-air weather graphics. My potential clientele do not. Together with my friend Greg in Connecticut the problem has been solved. Each finished weather map is the product of multiple basemaps and overlays. The program I use to contour the data has no idea those other elements exist.

The weather data goes through GrADS. All the colors, which rivers to include and the opacity of county lines is all my judgement. There are at least a half dozen layers at work.

Adding distance helps. My glasses broke a few days ago. A quick scramble found an old pair. They are not. Part of the collateral damage from cancer was becoming a diabetic.

Diabetes can take a toll on your eyes, but my ophthalmologist just cut me back from visiting every six moths to once a year. I wear progressives, correcting both near and far. My vision has remained pretty steady but this pair probably made the trip from Connecticut. Old prescription. It has become uncomfortable to read for any length of time. New glasses are on-the-way. I shopped online with H.

We both agreed to stick with something similar to what I wear. When you work alone there are no experts. I knew that going in but reality is sometimes more than expectation.

I spend a lot of time in my TV studio. The studio lights get switched off and the fluorescent tubes installed when this was a garage come on. Over time the fluorescents have become intermittent. A poke with a yardstick or golf club gets one back — but not last night. The studio lights are bright. Too bright for desk work. Then I went back to my project. When I went to record this afternoon my camera was dead.

It took a while but I finally realized what I did and how I turned off a few outlets I forget could be turned off. Twenty minutes wasted. My dad and I just finished our afternoon FaceTime call. You would never know his age by our conversations.

Before continuing it should be noted I worked with the Connecticut woman who accused Biden of inappropriate behavior. She was a nice person and I enjoyed her company on-the-floor where she worked as camera operator. The touchy feely flirtatious nature my dad displays is typical of men his age.

I grew up watching my father and how it was accepted and even welcomed. It was how he was brought up in our male dominated society. This was his way of showing he was a nice guy. It used to be the phone. Alex Trebek has been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. It is Stage 4. He has only found out within the last week. Sometimes it can be cut out surgically, but only a limited number of patients catch their cancer early enough to qualify.

Mine was found while looking for something else. If the cancer has spread the surgery has more danger than value. I told my doctors right away I wanted aggressive treatment.

In his case it will probably be a combination of chemo and radiation to try and slow the cancer down. Most patients in his situation also avail themselves of clinical trials, drugs that are being tested but are not yet proven. Hardly anything thrown against pancreatic cancer has even made a dent. For a while Alex will be able to work. Over time the cancer will grow and take the physical space now occupied by vital organs.

Your liver or other organ is just crowded out of existence. I remember visiting my friend Kevin in Cheshire the night he died of pancreatic cancer. His condition that night is seared in my memory.

I wish him good luck and good health. Right there. Someone left a voicemail a few days ago. Transcript: Hi, Mr. Fox, my name is Tiffany. So, please call us back at x-xxxx. Thank you, bye-bye. Cancer left me with an army of docs including some who stepped in-and-out for a single procedure.

I returned the call. We were right. No Dr. I was really wanted by Dr. Selby, one of the surgeons who performed my Whipple operation. He wants to admire his handiwork which required me to leave the hospital with my belly held together by 16 staples. This is an emotional moment for me. Lots of people worked hard and were integral in saving my life. Selby and his partner Dr. They cut out the thing that was going to kill me.

They undid some stitches, went back in to cut some more. All my test are clean from a cancer that returns quickly. A lucky early find and skillful surgeons well equipped. No one is luckier than me. I will hug Dr. Fox spent 27 years with Channel 8 while living in the New Haven area.

He was shocked in when his contract was not renewed. Fox became a sympathetic figure last year when he revealed on his blog www. The chemotherapy left me extremely weak. It turned out I had an iron deficiency, so I got an iron infusion.

And now I seem to be great. There was never an inkling. Then I learned they had hired Joe Furey. I really wanted that job. I did a great job for them this summer, and the response in social media shows that. Fox said he was working full-time because his hours were 3 p. Eastern time. He said he often did the shows that aired at 5 p.

He stressed he enjoyed working at Channel 8 again. The people I worked with were great. I was really happy to have that opportunity and I wish it had continued. You guys have been so supportive.



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