"If providence did beards devise,
To prove the wearers of them wise,
A fulsome goat would then, by nature,
Excel each other human creature." - Thomas D'Urfey

Sunday, October 21, 2012

The Continuing Adventures of the Little UnDead (Part 1)

Some of you may remember that every year at Halloween time, our diminutive friend, the Little UnDead, goes on an adventure.  After all, it is his favorite time of year.   So, here it is that time again.  In fact, if you look in my side bar, there are only a few days left!  My how time flies when you're not having fun, eh?

Now then, you may also recall that the  Petite and Putrid's  pilgrimages always have a bit of a scary bent.  (Probably no big surprise there.)  One year he spent time in all the, pardon the pun, haunts of Edward and Bella from the Twilight series.  In case you have actually forgotten, or tried hard to forget, you can refresh your sad little memory here, and here, and here, and here.  Of course then the Undersized and Deceased simply had to visit Maine and all things Stephen King.  That one wasn't actually in October, but he got the fever early that year.  In case you forgot about that one, you can either continue to suppress the memory, or you can refresh it here.  Then the following year, our Infinitesimal and Inanimate visited the various sights from the making of the film, Practical Magic.  I know.  It is an effort to keep up, but just in case you'd like to, you can review it here, and here.

So this year, the Imperceptible and Passed-Away decided to do one of the scariest things possible.  He decided to visit Cancer Land, and believe me, that is likely the scariest place he has gone to date.

And, so, without further ado (although I still think, in the case of the Insufficient and Inconsequential, it ought to be adieu )  I present to you The Little UnDead Does Cancer.

First of all, we see our Elfin and Extinct outside the Cancer Care Center.


What?  Did you miss him?  How about now?


Next he can be seen being tolera...uh...errr...checked in at the front desk.  (Do please excuse the bit of 'overexposure' in this photo.  All that green skin tends to cause an inordinate amount of reflection.  I'm just sayin' ...)


The next stop was the Radiation Room where our Shrimpy and Soulless was greeted by three able-bodied and intelligent Radiation Technologists.  As a matter of fact, the Goatmother says they are, without a doubt, the Worlds' Greatest Radiation Technologists.  Now don't they look to be the very essence of skill?  What more could the Goatmother, or anyone else for that matter, ask for?  Of course I'm certain they've never encountered a patient quite like our little Stubby and Stiff. 


Just as an aside, I want you to take note of the fantastic machine in the above photograph and in the next shot.  This is no ordinary radiation machine, my friends.  This is a Varian TrueBeam and represents a revolution in Radiotherapy technology.  It actually contains a linear accelerator, and has the ability to offer unprecedented speed and pinpoint accuracy.  And the last we knew, the only one of its kind in operation on the West Coast other than at Stanford University.  In Sequim, America?  Who knew???

Now, then, just get a load of those three faces.  Can't you just see the anticipation and glee.  For sure they are going to enjoy tortur...uh...errr...treating this guy.  Just look at how innocently they are accepting him into the fold.


So, here is our little Lilliputian, Lime and Liquidated all ready for his first treatment.


What?  You can't see him?  How about now?


That fancy machine can rotate clear around him or raise him up and down, backward or forward.  I mean to tell you, guys,  you could hear that little Grassy and Gone-To-Meet-His-Reward shouting, "More!  Give me more!  Weeeeeee!!!!!!", clear through those hugely thick, lead-lined walls.  What an idiot.  Oy.  Still, I guess with skin that color burning is the least of his worries, so why not enjoy the ride?


So there you have it.  I know that was all pretty darned scary.  I sure hope you don't have nightmares and find yourself having to eat a few Peanuts for consolation.  On the other hand, perhaps that isn't such a bad thing.  Our little Microscopic and Mortified sure seemed to enjoy it all.  Maybe it isn't all that scary.  Still, I suppose there is no accounting for taste.

Nonetheless, please stay tuned for Part 2 of the Little UnDead's continuing foray into Cancer  Land.  I'm not telling you what's next.  Besides, if I did you might not come back.  Just remember this.   If you experienced any degree of fear, please know to just ... "Don't be afraid of being scared. To be afraid is a sign of common sense. Only complete idiots are not afraid of anything.” ― Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Angel's Game

Now just what does that tell you about our intrepid little Life-Challenged Lug?  Try not to think about it too hard.

Until next time - Marigold.  Oy and out!


20 comments:

Terry said...

Is his hair going to turn white?

Auntie sezzzzzz... said...

-chuckle- You will have to go down, in the annals of "Those Whom We Have Treated," as the ding-dangd-est-most-fun-gal!!! A Legend you will be, in those hallowed halls!!! "Auntie" sezzzzzzzzzzzz.

Hmmmmm, I have a bit of the shining in me, hu? I know what you meant, but why do I just associate MY shining, with that MOVIE????? -gigggles-

"Auntie"

Marigold said...

Dear Terry,
Snicker...now THERE'S a possibility I hadn't thought of.

Marigold said...

Dear Auntie,
Certainly that little Putrid and Pushing-Up-The Daisies guy will remain in their memory banks forever. Not much doubt about that. Although, come to think of it, I find him quite forgettable.
As for your 'shining'... me thinks there are folks that came up with that term looong before the movie did. Heaven forbid anyone should have anything even remotely related to that movie!

Candy C. said...

Being fairly new here, I HAD to go back and read some of The Little UnDead's previous adventures, what a HOOT!! By the way, Practical Magic is one of my favoritest movies ever and Stephen King one of my favorite authors, well until he started writing all those weird prison books!! ;-)
I do agree that Elfin and Extinct may be on his scariest adventure ever. Will be waiting for Part Deux!

Marigold said...

Dear Candy,
Aren't you sorry, now, that you went back an reviewed that sordid history? Now you know more about that little green toad than anyone should. Oh, well. You like Stephen King? Now he wants to meet you. See what you've done? Oy.

Mimi Foxmorton said...

You, my dear, are the most amazing and inspirational person I have ever had the pleasure to love!

Can't wait for Part 2!

huggies to you!

Mimi

ps. Rushing over to the Stephen King blog......I ADORE that man! Uncle Stevie rocks! :D

Marigold said...

Dear MiMi,
You ADORE Stephen King? Oy. Please do NOT encourage the little annoying green guy. He's bad enough without knowing he has like-minded people out there. :)

Candy C. said...

The very first Stephen King novel I read was 'Salem's Lot. I was in my early 20s, lived alone, and as I was getting close to the end of the book, at 1 A.M. mind you, I kept telling myself, "They will kill all the vampires and everyting will be okay!" Well, you know how THAT turned out!! Bwaa-haa-haa!!
El Muerto Poco (as we would call The Little UnDead down here in SE Arizona) must surely be a refugee from 'Salem's Lot!! ;-)

Marigold said...

Dear Candy,
Nah. He's just a wussy wanna-be. :)

Mrs. Micawber said...

Has the Diminutive and Defunct also been through chemo? That might account for his curious complexion....

P.S. Only FIVE MORE DAYS! What will the Goatmother do to celebrate? I think you Goats should all take her out to dinner. (And NOT a Peanut dinner - no offense.)

:)

DebH said...

You are definitely an amazing inspiration. I KNOW, giving those Doctors, Nurses and Assistants recognition is a gift I'm sure they aren't taking for granted. We owe them much! I love that "fear quote". Thats the truth!

Millie said...

What a truly terrifying trip! I'm certainly going to have to have peanuts after that.

Marigold said...

Dear Mrs. Micawber,
You never know what that little green Blunderbuss is going to be up to next. As for the Goatmother, I imagine she is going to be doing one of those football touchdown dances. That place has carpet, though, so I doubt there will be any break dancing involved, thank goatness! And, what?! No Peanuts involved in that dinner? That could hardly be called celebratory,if you ask me. Harumpfff.

Marigold said...

Dear Deb,
You are pretty amazing yourself! And, yes, those people need lots of recognition. Can't be an easy job for any of them at times for sure. Angels on earth. :)

Marigold said...

Dear Millie,
Guess I better hurry up with part 2 then. You know, just so you'll get some more Peanuts. More Peanuts is no laughing matter!

Snowcatcher said...

Scariest Halloween tale ever, although I think the purveyors of treatment nasty were such good sports to allow Extinct Elfin his how-manyeth 15 minutes of fame!

So four more days now?!?! I can hear the drums preparing for the touchdown dance already!

Marigold said...

Dear SnowCatcher,
Oh, my yes. Those drums are becoming quite deafening. :)

Kelly said...

The Techs are definitely good people. I would just love to know the looks on their faces when you asked them to pose with the little undead. I bet they had a chuckle.

Marigold said...

Dear Kelly,
Our Techs are definitely top notch! Horribly intelligent and very nice people. I'm telling you, as soon as the Goatmother asked about the Green and Ghastly they were right on board! Didn't even flinch. :)