To all well wishers,

I know I’ve sent out my thank you’s already, but that was before I actually read each and every message in that extremely generous e-card (via the L & M Fansite). I now have two days off before we start making up the shows we missed (sorry about that), and I thought I should really tune in to all the great energy that’s been coming my way.  I want to tell you I am truly touched by all who participated. Not only did I hear from long time fans, but I was happy to hear from a few people I haven’t seen, or heard from, in a long time. So, it’s an understatement when I say, thank you all for your concern, your thoughts, and your prayers.

Now, since I already have three post-trauma shows under my belt, let’s all put this behind us and continue on our quest to be good humans... I do know you’re out there...

Onward,
Timothy

Dear all,
 
Here’s my mid-May adventure story:

On Monday, May 10th, we completed our second show in Vancouver. We then took a short, late night flight into Seattle where we were to have a nice two day break. I’m sure the following day was similar for everyone, a long sleep-in morning, followed by a no pressure, lazy day, and evening. So far, so good. My second day off started much earlier and with more energy. Everything seemed fine upon arising. In the latter part of the morning, I started to feel some physical discomfort. I tried to ignore it, not thinking too much about it. In fact, I carried on that way until the evening when it became more than obvious that I had to take some kind of action. In a nutshell, when I finally cried “Uncle”, this is what happened: A doctor visit to the hotel... a visit to the Emergency Room at the Hospital... tests, cat scans, all that fun stuff... checking in as a patient in the hospital... two days of observation, poking, probing, and another cat scan. By Friday, after missing the Seattle show, and now the third Vancouver gig, one choice remained...surgery.  So, there I am, thinking, ‘Well, I’m finally at the older-guy-getting-his-first-surgery phase of life.’ I was not a happy camper. Anyway, by noon that day I was completely sedated, and without over-sharing, undergoing a minor abdominal surgery. I had to stay there to be watched over for a couple more days, and am now, I’m happy to say, writing this from the confines of my own home. Fear not... I am on the mend and will be on stage in Denver this Thursday the 20th.  We will be going back to make up the shows we were forced to miss. Stay tuned for the dates.

Many, many thanks to all who have been expressing their concern over my well being. It is much appreciated.  

See you soon...
Timothy