Written by BugginWord
I’ve got no jokes today, kids. I’m more than a little heartbroken. And don’t panic – I’m fine (physically anyway) and so’s the parasite.
But this guy isn’t. Most of you probably won’t even remember him. After all, that post is from nearly two years ago.
Two years.
That means two years of chemo and fear and pain and [...]
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I dropped my paperwork into the clear acrylic bin beside the door to the lab. I moved to take a seat, but when I saw a shaking bald man approaching, I perched on the window ledge hoping he’d take the last available chair. The otherwise smooth skin of his head was divided by a long puckered [...]
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So first things first, I suppose. I’m all clean! Well, my CT scan is all clean. I’m still a filthy minded, hygienically challenged miscreant, but you people seem to go for that sort of thing.
Who Needs Wheaties?
It took all mother fucking day. I had my breakfast of champions at around 10am. But I didn’t leave [...]
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I rocked that bitch. Ass slaps and David Lee Roth kicks all around! Fifteen months down, seventy more years to go.
Like a teenager who stayed up far too late watching a horror movie, home alone while her parents were away on business, I feel foolish for the past two weeks of worry, the frightful hours I [...]
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I’ve got rock climbing on the brain today. “Really Elly?” I hear you asking. “I don’t really think of you as the rock climbing type.” Yeah well, just because I’ve never actually attempted rock climbing doesn’t mean I can’t still use it as the basis for an analogy. I’ve never been to space, but still I [...]
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First things first – in case you didn’t hear, I’m not dying. Suck it, Cancer. WOOT!
With the good news out of the way, I have to tell you just how miserable yesterday was. Apparently weeks of terror are hard on a body. I woke up this morning feeling like I’d drowned myself in a barrel of [...]
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Walk With Us
I have a few NYC tourist activities on my list of things that I MUST do, but somehow never have. I want to climb to the crown of the Statue of Liberty. I want to ride the Tram to Roosevelt Island. But the number one MUST do item on that list is walk [...]
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I have a love/hate relationship with Sloan-Kettering. Well, obviously I hate them because they have a tendency to stick needles in random places on my body and generally frighten the bejeezus out of me. The thing is, they’re all just so damn NICE about it – hence the love.
Yesterday was another dreaded visit to see Dr. [...]
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Dynamic Duo
I think there must be something wrong in the cat-o-sphere. It all started about two weeks ago when Simone fell to pieces and suffered a wicked UTI because her weak little kidneys and murmuring heart are starting to run out of steam. A week later, Gwen’s cat Sebastian had a heart attack. Now this [...]
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I think I’ve crossed a major milestone in this whole getting over cancer thing. Wine tastes fantastic again. And I want it. Often. Maybe not at the same frequency or quantity that I did this time a year ago, but way more than I did three months ago.
Actually, my love of the vino was the first thing to [...]
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