One of the best friends Tizona has, the kind and gentle lady – yet, tough as nails – known as Saltydog, has been diagnosed with cancer that is not survivable.
“I have been hospitalized, finally, for the last 11 days. They discovered metastatic cancer which has affected, among other places, my spine and other bones, my lymph nodes, my brain, my R. lung, and other organs and places. In other words, my time is limited. I don’t know, and neither do the doctors, how long.”
From what we know of her, I can assure you that maudlin sentiment is not what she desires. She has lived life fully and boldly, and will face the end of it with all of her grace and dignity.
“They are controlling my pain well and I’m finally able to function, though extremely slowly and with difficulty, but I’m doing it!”
“And that is an important point I want to make to my friends. I have no more control over my death than anyone else does, but I’m perfectly capable of controlling how I choose to live, just as I’ve always done.”
“My mental and intellectual attitudes are very good. There are many, many things to be happy about and I am so–to the point of finding myself smiling at the most incongruous times. The support
and care I am getting from family, friends, professionals, and others is beyond belief, and brings a full understanding to Lou Gehrig’s statement that “I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the
earth.”
“I hope this helps my friends here. When there is nothing to do, one must accept those things we cannot change.”
Please bear with us, as things will not be the same around here… well, ever, but please post your well wishes to a great and brave lady.
I wish to add…one of the sharpest retorts to a commenter, at Jules Crittenden’s that I will never forget, from the one and only Saltydog.
Most excellently composed by Angus Dei…Thank you.
“With my red hair and green eyes, I would have made you weep”
Saltydog…I’m enjoying a fine brandy…smoking a fine cigar…Here’s looking at you kid.
Ummm, Salty…you ain’t being removed as an Editor…forget that crap.


April 20, 2008, 6:18 pm at 6:18 pm
Yes, as long as Tizona is in bee’s-wax, you will be Editor Emeritus, Saltydog; guiding and editing our posts from beyond.
Godspeed, milady.
April 20, 2008, 6:59 pm at 6:59 pm
Salty,
I am sorry beyond words.
All praise to you for fighting on, and going out with such courage.
April 20, 2008, 11:00 pm at 11:00 pm
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I love you salty.
April 21, 2008, 6:16 am at 6:16 am
First class as always, Salty. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed your company and will think of you often. Salute!
April 21, 2008, 6:23 am at 6:23 am
Thank you to all the fine sentiments, guys, but I ain’t dead yet!
April 21, 2008, 6:30 am at 6:30 am
I ain’t dead yet!
Cue totally improper link…
April 21, 2008, 6:45 am at 6:45 am
LOL, Salty.
I’m all for keeping it all light. Time for tears later
On dying with dignity.
With thanks to Peter Sellers and Blake Edwards.
April 21, 2008, 7:14 am at 7:14 am
Typical Saltydog
Grab ya’ by your shirt collar and spit in your eye, I will mate.
Keep up the great work, love it.
OH…as to this: Thank you to all the fine sentiments, guys, but I ain’t dead yet!, you will be on a different plane, but dead…NO, you and your fighting spirit will live through friends, family….always.
April 21, 2008, 7:25 am at 7:25 am
Swinish, if you hadn’t done it, I would have. LOL!
April 21, 2008, 7:25 am at 7:25 am
Saltydog, didn’t really get to know you, but considering I hang out at Bolt’s, and recently joined Blairs (and Cid, in a moment of
weaknessmost reasoned thought, gave me Jedi powers here too [mwahahaha]), I’m guessing we’re not strangers in the true sense of the word.Mate, I’m 29. And think, Ash is 22. My girl, the spacecadette (yet a righty at heart) doesn’t look a day over 29 (to be fair, she’s only a whisker older than me and still damn fine… really, really fine… but I digress). Us righties are still out there mate, so go knowing we ain’t gonna let this Leftist shit manifest into fruition. Even over here in Korea mate, there’s a ton of quiet righties, despite what my bio says. Gotta love the secret ballot. Even a few lefty friends quietly acknowledge McCain will probably win.
So go knowing you did your job, and you did it well and the torch, thanks to the efforts of folks like you, has been well and truly passed on and to this day burns bright in many a heart and mind.
Love always.
bingbing
PS Just use your God powers, check my email addy, and my real name is there. I’m sure you understand if I don’t write it here.
God bless you, Saltydog, and say hello for us…
April 21, 2008, 9:06 am at 9:06 am
Give ‘em hell, Salty! God bless.
April 21, 2008, 10:21 am at 10:21 am
God bless you, Salty. And a heapin’ helpin’ of Paco Love.
April 21, 2008, 1:41 pm at 1:41 pm
Swinish, I said once that you were one of my favorite commenters. That link is one of the reasons why. It gave me the biggest knee-slapping, back-aching, tears down the cheeks, choking laughs I’ve had in so damned long I’ve almost forgotten the sensation. Python is one of my favs. I have used that bit myself (and didn’t I again?) and knew right away what it was. Thanks.
April 21, 2008, 1:52 pm at 1:52 pm
I’ll echo what Paco said. Just keep in mind that there are better places for the good people of the world like you.
April 21, 2008, 3:00 pm at 3:00 pm
yup.
much better.
saltydog.
thank you.
fear not.
April 21, 2008, 10:16 pm at 10:16 pm
Saltydog, here. And I’ve just sent you an email. Go well, friend.
April 22, 2008, 5:55 am at 5:55 am
Glad you enjoyed the selection, Salty.
April 22, 2008, 3:47 pm at 3:47 pm
Forgive my delayed response; been busy lately, not much time for blogging. This is not the news I wanted to see, of course.
My deepest commiserations for your diagnosis. You are most welcome if you wish to e-mail me with any questions. I have done a lot of palliative care in the past 8 years. It’s not the most pleasant part of my job, but I don’t find it utterly depressing because I do see the blessing of love from friends and family and strength in the human spirit. You also, of course, have the wholesale admiration of all those who post here and at Tim’s.
April 28, 2008, 8:16 pm at 8:16 pm
Hey, Salty! Still with us? I was in Texas for a week, saying my own goodbyes, and just now managed to scroll down and find out what’s what. I’m with you, girl, don’t give up. Fight the good fight, and go raging into that good night. That’s all any of us can expect to do, and it ain’t a bad way to go.
In the meantime, enjoy what you can. Myself, I hope my last words are: “Screw the damn bastards!”
April 28, 2008, 8:26 pm at 8:26 pm
God..Does this Blog have deliciously lovely and fighting women, or what?
April 28, 2008, 8:38 pm at 8:38 pm
Ah crap, I missed this post while I was off in Sydney .
Bad call on the diagnosis salty, still at least you no longer have any excuses for not doing a couple of things you allways put off because of risk/expense etc.
One of my personal favourites from Kipling.
Tiger–Tiger!
What of the hunting, hunter bold?
Brother, the watch was long and cold.
What of the quarry ye went to kill?
Brother, he crops in the jungle still.
Where is the power that made your pride?
Brother, it ebbs from my flank and side.
Where is the haste that ye hurry by?
Brother, I go to my lair to die!
Rudyard Kipling
Keep having fun as long as you can salty.
April 30, 2008, 12:21 pm at 12:21 pm
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April 30, 2008, 11:17 pm at 11:17 pm
Hey, salty! That’s the spirit. Go out kicking and screaming, sez I!!!!
Are the doctors letting you have a drink now and then? If not, I shall scurry down to talk some sense into those quacks.
Love,
April 30, 2008, 11:30 pm at 11:30 pm
Live well and move on on your own terms, salty. Those of us following on will pray you on your way when the time comes and enjoy your company while we can.
April 30, 2008, 11:41 pm at 11:41 pm
Salty,
The Lord’s blessings be upon you.
From a fellow Blairista
Old Irish Blessing.
May you spend half an hour in Heaven
Before the Divil knows you’re dead.
May 1, 2008, 1:12 am at 1:12 am
Your spirit and wit has spread far, salty. God bless.
May 1, 2008, 6:38 am at 6:38 am
Love ya! Salty, and Mrs Skeeter sends her love too.
May 1, 2008, 7:03 am at 7:03 am
What’s happening over there, salty? Are the medical types exhibiting the proper respect?
Cane ‘em if they don’t.
May 1, 2008, 8:11 am at 8:11 am
The best to you, salty. I admire your spirit.
May 1, 2008, 3:53 pm at 3:53 pm
My prayers go with her on her last journey.
“Life is real, life is earnest, and the grave is not it’s goal,
dust thou art, to dust returneth, was not spoken of the soul.”
Longfellow
Elizabeth
Imperial Keeper