I'M STILL ALIVE!! I made my five year cancer free goal. I am officially cancer free.
Friday, November 13, 2020
Friday, December 14, 2018
Trains
There must be a law for trains going through town, they must have to honk continually, lest some soul drives right into one, or in front of one. What does it have to be? Beats me. I followed the train that goes through town all the way across Iowa and into Nebraska and further on Google Earth. It was almost as good as being there. It went through or nearby every town on the way.
I grew up on the train sounds rebounding off downtown Des Moines, we were close enough to the river, the bottoms as someone would say. I never realized I grew near the bottoms until high school. A girl, who had one of those dads that built his own business and the name was well known in town, referenced, in a full room discussion, the South East Bottoms. She had included MY neighborhood! Are people deliberately this obtuse or mean? I didn't care. Nah, I was too laid back.
More later..............
I grew up on the train sounds rebounding off downtown Des Moines, we were close enough to the river, the bottoms as someone would say. I never realized I grew near the bottoms until high school. A girl, who had one of those dads that built his own business and the name was well known in town, referenced, in a full room discussion, the South East Bottoms. She had included MY neighborhood! Are people deliberately this obtuse or mean? I didn't care. Nah, I was too laid back.
More later..............
Thursday, December 13, 2018
I'm still here, still alive
Just in case you were wondering, is she dead? Did the cancer get her? Fuck no! I was told at my last check up that for me to get a recurrence is basically nil. So you're stuck with me. Lucky you.
Did I tell you my little brother's cancer came back? Okay they say it's 'per se' not the 'same' cancer since it was 9 years after the first bout but that's bullshit. It's again at the base of his tongue. SAME PLACE! Tell me all you want that anything after 5 years is a different cancer. I don't believe you. Take that and stick it. It's the same!! He's okay though, still alive. That was last year, May 2017. He just had half the back of his tongue taken out and now he talks funny. But hey it's a new cancer so let's be happy. (tap dancing) Yeah, right.
I don't even think I told you that Ava died on January 1st. My mom's birthday. First day of the new year. What a way to start. Thankfully 2018 hasn't shown it's ass like 2015 did. I'm thankful.
We got a new dog. His name is Ryke. Yeah like Reich, the 3rd Reich of Hitler. No one gets it, I have to explain it every time. He'll be 1 on February 1st. He's a heathen. Even worse than Ghetto Girl, which is what we call Lucy. He's sweet, we love him bunches. He's not mature enough yet to not be crated during the day. When I come home he's screaming some gawd awful song that even monks would be proud of. I make him be still before I let him out, it makes him know I am the
Alpha.<<another word for I'm the BITCH so obey me. He does. We have good dogs.
Ryke as puppy.
Ryke, still as puppy. I don't think this dog is ever going to grow up. :)
Did I tell you my little brother's cancer came back? Okay they say it's 'per se' not the 'same' cancer since it was 9 years after the first bout but that's bullshit. It's again at the base of his tongue. SAME PLACE! Tell me all you want that anything after 5 years is a different cancer. I don't believe you. Take that and stick it. It's the same!! He's okay though, still alive. That was last year, May 2017. He just had half the back of his tongue taken out and now he talks funny. But hey it's a new cancer so let's be happy. (tap dancing) Yeah, right.
I don't even think I told you that Ava died on January 1st. My mom's birthday. First day of the new year. What a way to start. Thankfully 2018 hasn't shown it's ass like 2015 did. I'm thankful.
We got a new dog. His name is Ryke. Yeah like Reich, the 3rd Reich of Hitler. No one gets it, I have to explain it every time. He'll be 1 on February 1st. He's a heathen. Even worse than Ghetto Girl, which is what we call Lucy. He's sweet, we love him bunches. He's not mature enough yet to not be crated during the day. When I come home he's screaming some gawd awful song that even monks would be proud of. I make him be still before I let him out, it makes him know I am the
Alpha.<<another word for I'm the BITCH so obey me. He does. We have good dogs.
Wednesday, November 7, 2018
Monday, June 18, 2018
It's been a long long time.
I used to enjoy posting. Even if it was out into the air that no one read or cared about. That was okay. I could deal with that. Now....I never want to write. I totter between thinking no one reads this anyway, to who the fuck gives a shit, to I don't have the time, to why expose yourself like that. I really do. Flip flop. Flip flop action! Which reminds me. In Des Moines when I was growing up there was this Duane Ellett that had a hand puppet called Floppy. Floppy was a beagle. An almost all brown beagle. He was the rage to all 4 to 13 year olds. He hosted a morning breakfast club show with a dog puppet. I have to admit. Duane and Floppy were where it was at. I got on his breakfast club show once. I had to read a Clark Bar commercial when it was my turn. During the commercial break I was told my lines. I knew I couldn't do it. When the camera fell on me all I could do was mumble. The lady on the show that did commercials with Duane and Floppy had to say my lines for me. Don't EVER invite me to a Tupperware party (or Fuckerware) and expect me to stand up, declare my name and tell you how I met the hostess or whatever the shit they have you do. Because I don't want to talk, I don't want to stand, and I don't want anyone looking at me, fuckers. LOL
There, I'm done. Goodnight.
There, I'm done. Goodnight.
Friday, December 22, 2017
And the eat goes on.....
yeah, I'm eating more now. I can eat ribeye steaks rare to med rare. That's how I used to eat them anyway so it's all good.
I can eat hot Italian sausage again! It used to be too hot. The radiation in my mouth made it super sensitive, in fact the first 6 months after treatment I couldn't even eat black pepper sprinkled on food. I can't tell you how disappointed I was not being able to eat hot foods. That was literally quite devastating to me. I mean, I used to go into Chinese food restaurants and order 5 star hotness. They'd look at me and say, 5 stah!? And I'd say, yeah, 5 Stah! LOL I actually won an award by eating a thai meal called Angry Dish once. I got a certificate in the mail because I had ate it all. I swear to GOD the next day my butthole hurt when I went to the bathroom.
Tonight I am making homemade pizza and onion rings. If you want THE BEST onion ring recipe then google Ina Garten's recipe. My little brother told me about it and that's all I use anymore. Follow the directions exactly. Don't add more corn meal like I did once. NOT THE SAME! Stick to the recipe. I promise you won't be disappointed.
I can eat hot Italian sausage again! It used to be too hot. The radiation in my mouth made it super sensitive, in fact the first 6 months after treatment I couldn't even eat black pepper sprinkled on food. I can't tell you how disappointed I was not being able to eat hot foods. That was literally quite devastating to me. I mean, I used to go into Chinese food restaurants and order 5 star hotness. They'd look at me and say, 5 stah!? And I'd say, yeah, 5 Stah! LOL I actually won an award by eating a thai meal called Angry Dish once. I got a certificate in the mail because I had ate it all. I swear to GOD the next day my butthole hurt when I went to the bathroom.
Tonight I am making homemade pizza and onion rings. If you want THE BEST onion ring recipe then google Ina Garten's recipe. My little brother told me about it and that's all I use anymore. Follow the directions exactly. Don't add more corn meal like I did once. NOT THE SAME! Stick to the recipe. I promise you won't be disappointed.
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