This movie is for my brother Mike, who has cancer, and is currently at Lenox Hill Hospital in Manhattan. He's had three surgeries in the past week. Mike has chondrosarcoma, a rare form of spinal cancer. The tumors tend to wrap themselves around the spinal cord, but can occur in other places. Twice, the "sarcomas," have occured in his lungs, and once they were in his ribs. Each time they occur, he has to have the tumors physically removed.
This time, the tumors occured in his throat, right behind his vocal cords, wrapped around the nerves that control movement to the left hand. The first surgery, last week, went OK, but the second one, this week had complications. In order to get all the tumor out, they had to go in from the bac
k of the neck, and from the front of the neck. When the surgeons went in from the front of the neck, they had to push the vocal cords out of the way. This caused complications... The vocal cords swelled up and completely constricted the airways, blocking all breathing. So, my brother had a tube
put down his throat. He couldn't sleep because it was so hard to breathe through the tube. The doctors thought it was OK to remove the tube, but when they did, he couldn't breathe at all. So, they had to do an emergency tracheotomy, right then and there. They did a surgery later that day to put
in a more permanent trach tube, which he'll have for a couple of weeks, while the swelling goes down in the vocal cords. But, he's still having great difficulties breathing, and therefore has not been able to sleep. It has been several nights since he has slept. I made this movie to cheer my brot
her up. It's been a very, very rough week. My brother Mike is the strongest guy I know. I keep praying for him, and many of my good friends are praying for him. I believe in the power of prayer. Mike is a great brother. I love him very much. All the people this are our family-- I play the r
ole of the two headed monster. (This movie is in the style of a campy 50's sci-fi flik.) My brothers, parents, nieces and nephews play the rest of the characters. My Mom, who is 70, fires the forward phasers. My Dad, who is turning 75, fires the photon torpedos. You can see where my brother w
ould find some humor in this... :) Most all of our family photos were taken in a single weekend in the summer of 2007. We were celebrating my Mom and Dad's 45th wedding anniversary. My brother Mike loves camping on Lake George, and he has a boat. He had just successfully survived a cancer surger
y on his lungs, (his second recurrence of chondrosarcoma in lung tissue.) ( I think that was his seventh cancer surgery total, but, truth be told, the cancer has come back so many times, I have lost count.) The potato was my son's science project. He had to grow grass out of a potato. It struck m
e as a very funny looking thing, so we named it Mr. Potato and started goofing around with the thing. Before you know it, an idea for a movie had formed, and I made a two-minute short film called: "Mr. Potato on Spring Break." (I didn't put that one up on YouTube, but I did send it out to friends
and family, who found it very, very funny.) So, this past week, when my brother was having these other surgeries, and I couldn't sleep because I was very worried about my brother, I just stayed up and worked on a sequel. This was the end result. ** Note: For the record, the word "frak," as in: "
where the frak is my coffee?!" is not an actual obscenity, but comes from the TV show, Battlestar Galactica, (the new one, not the original.) So, I guess it's an alien bad word, if you will. :) ** So, I apologize to anyone who wanted "Fibromyalgia-Only" videos on this site, but, hey, sometimes I
need to branch out a bit. :) The potato has gone moldy, so I suppose I'll have to get back to fibromyalgia videos after this. :)

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