Im bitchy, I moan, I groan.....anyway.
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Linda - I'm still laughing at your story. Bald road rage. . .LOL
Crazy - Good job on getting the dd to cook, my dds were a help when they were around. The youngest still lives here, but is never around. Screaming at a mammo, wow. Yeah they're uncomfortable, but not enough to scream. Makes me feel sorry for the tech.
Beergirl - Too funny. I think we've all had those thoughts
Even with dh staying home from work today, the day turned out OK. It rained all day so we went out to lunch and did some shopping in place of the yard work we couldn't do. A meal out with some retail therapy always works for me. I'm thinking he knew exactly what he was doing to get back on my good side because I ended up cooking dinner tonight. Nothing special, just burgers and fries, but my cooking strike only lasted one night. I'm not very good at this.
A big That Sucks to anyone who needs it
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Linda -- be careful, the other guy may have a gun!
The good news, my MIL's biopsy came back b9.
My crap for the day -- I went for my final chemo today and was sent home because one of my liver enzymes was too high. I don't even know what that means. Should I worry? The onco just said it sometimes happens with chemo and to go home and rest. But it sure messes up plans for the next few weeks. And I wanted it to be OVER.
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So happy to be back in the land of it sucks. Skimmed back through and it sure looks like the suckiness just keeps on coming.
I have a cleaning lady every two weeks. I spend the night before cleaning up so she doesn't think we're total slobs. After all that, I'll put the dogs up in the morning & find that the girls left crap all over, breakfast stuff still out, dishes, you name it.
My husband has a habit of buying things at the store that he and the kids want...forget about me.
This morning the old pug pooped on my bedroom rug. I found out when I stepped in it. Damn dog.
There is an on-ramp to the freeway that turns into an exit only. People in the right lane always, always try to pull around and treat it like an extra lane. I am cruel. I pull into the middle so no one can get around me. Road rage can be good for passive-aggressive types like me.
Don't know what's going on. Feeling rather depressed lately. Too much blech and not enough joy. It sucks.
Less sucky days to all.
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Pam..........yuck.....doggie doodoo between the toes is not cool....what a way to wake up! I love passive aggressive, if someone tailgates me too long I love to slow down to a crawl and start tapping the brakes to piss them off!
Sucky job losses coming up......now what.......it's gonna suck for dd to find new work.
Hope everyone else is less sucky.
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now I am going to have to beat two people up!
Shirley - the port install was cake, so technically you were not lying. But, once those sedation meds wore off - all hell broke lose. My neck is killing me, I can't turn my head or raise my arm! I needed help getting dressed this am to boot. Ugh, WTH???
Lewing - your story made me laugh so much I snorted because I can't actually laugh because this dang port hurts! I am at work...nothing like drawing attention with a few ill timed snorts!
Can I please tack on a gripe though?
Starting your period when you can't move your arm or neck - and, just before your first chemo. WTH? Is there anything that won't go wrong on this roller coaster? That made for a very interesting prep time this morning.
cancer sucks but so do CRAMPS!!
Sorry, TMI.
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A hearty "THAT SUCKS!" to you...and you...and you... and you.... (I feel like Miss Peggy and her magic Romper Room mirror)
Here's mine:
We came home after school yesterday to find one of our parakeets lying on the bottom of the cage. He was still breathing but was only moving his head a little. He has been perfectly healthy, so we think he may have been startled by something and flew into the side of the cage and hit his head. The sucky part is there was nothing we could do for the poor thing as he struggled. It was awful. We had a school function to attend so my youngest son made the parakeet as comfortable as possible in a shoe box. Just before we left, he seemed to rally--started chirping a bit and was moving his wings and legs. My son checked the box when we got home. Dead bird. UGH. Now our remaining parakeet is just sitting there looking lost and confused. I don't think she even ate last night. That's the second bird we've lost in a few months. My youngest son takes these things so hard.
I've managed to regain some of the energy lost during my XELODA nightmare--just in time to start over again tomorrow. I get AVASTIN and ZOMETA tomorrow (holy crap, I hope it doesn't hurt so bad afterward this time!) and will re-start a lower dose of the XELODA on Sunday. I've been having increased pain in known mets sites so I've been worried about progression since I haven't been able to finish a XELODA cycle. It's probably nothing, but every little pain when you have mets plants a seed in your thoughts that grows and blooms no matter how hard you try to keep it in the dark.
I hope y'all have a decidedly non-sucky day!
((((HUGS)))
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Wow, for a while it looked as though suckiness was on the decline, and now . . .
Postponed treatments SUCK.
Job loss SUCKS.
Cramps SUCK.
Having to worry about progression SUCKS.
And dead parakeets and stepping in dog doo REALLY SUCK.
Fyrzfan, my port surgery experience sounds very similar to yours. It seemed as though the numbing agent wore off all at once, at which point - YOW! And it was so weird and awkward not to be able to turn my head. People would be talking to me, and I'd have to either turn my whole body toward them or just keep looking straight ahead and not meeting their eyes. (Part of it was the physical stiffness, and part of it was this fear I had that if I turned too quickly, the motion would somehow rip out the catheter.)
Hope everyone's day is unsucky.
Linda
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This recent New York Times blog article is of interest:
Cancer Emotions: Upbeat, Stoic, or Just Scared?
(you may have to register to see it)
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A hearty that sucks to all receivees of suckiness today.
flyrz, so sorry your port surgery is paining you so. When I went to get my port, the surgeon couldn't get it in! I ended up with about 30 puncture wounds in my chest and no port. I was in surgery so long, my friend who had taken me had to hurry back to work and we didn't have time to get the pain killers filled. I went home and went to bed with a bag of frozen peas and woke up in excruciating pain! The fun of breast cancer is just never-ending. LOL I ended up with a vascular surgeon placing it a few days later. He placed it on my mastectomy side, for my increased lymphedema pleasure.
Linda, your road rage is hilarious.... I'm a pretty calm driver until someone cuts ME off and then shoots ME the finger. Like I ruined their day by taking up earth space.
Diane, my thoughts and prayers are with you as you start this new cycle. Hopefully, the lower dose on the Xeloda will be tolerable for you. You are a bright and sunny woman and I love your sense of humor. Please kick some serious cancer butt!!!! Cancer SUCKS!
Pam, sorry about the dog poo. Been there and didn't enjoy it, either. LOL
Off to see the cardiologist. Blech!
Miss S
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That was a good link Joia. I read the whole thing. So glad we have this thread to come to where we can b*itch and don't have to be brave.
What sucks today: my male coworkers who can't even stop and ask how I'm feeling. Why are they so afraid? Do they think I'm going to whip out my boob and show it to them?? Emotionally Retarded Men!
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Yeah Calypso, I thought the NYT article, especially the comments, hit on a lot of good points. I often put on a good face with all but my closest friends with the thought that no one wants to be around someone who is a downer. And I need all the company I can get now (I live alone). It was hard recently catching up with two friends.
Conversation A:
Him: Hey, guess what? I'm getting married. What's new with you?
Me: Oh, I was diagnosed with breast cancer.
Conversation B:
Her: Hi there, I am finally pregant! How are you?
Me: Oh, I have breast cancer
(ok, these are much shortened versions of the actual conversations, but you get the idea).
Calypso, I can relate to your comment about emotionally retarded men. I have two male friends, who I know are aware of my diagnosis, who haven't returned my phone calls in weeks.
And, the guy I was seeing for the past 4 1/2 months (in a friends-with -benefits-type relationship) stopped calling and emailing me. He now fits me into his schedule for the occasional dinner,whereas before he called me every day and was all hot to trot to see me at least 3-4 times a week. He turned out to be less of a friend than I thought, which makes me very sad.
I have yet to start chemo and radiation, so I am sure I will have a lot more to bitch about. I am soooo looking forward to coming here to do that
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ok... just a quick post to ask if anyone has had THIS response when they tell someone, "I HAD bc last year..." I have told lots of people this, and now that I have thought about it, in each situation, if it is a MAN, they will REFUSE to look at my chest at all.... What is up with that??
And, when I tell someone that I'm feeling kind of depressed, after having had bc last year, now that my tx are over, the 'friend' says, "OH, you SHOULD be happy, you have a great dh, and your house is beautiful, at the beach, and it's paid off!"
Sorry, NOW I feel GUILTY on top of everything else I am feeling!!
Our friends who are visiting totally understand, though. They will be going further up North, to visit family. We are having a blast, though, while they are here, showing them some of the attractions in our neighborhood.Anyway, just popping in to check in and say THAT SUCKS to ya'll!!
Harley
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okay, all that stuff sucks.
Harley, people who tell you how you should feel? Just don't listen to them. Number one, they have no idea what you have been through. Number two, you feel what you feel--even thinking about what you should feel is pointless!!! Just. Feel. What. You. Feel.
Sheila, it sucks that you are no good at cooking strikes. Next time trash the stove or something so you have back-up. I'm with you, girl....
Linda, OMG, bald road rage!!!! WHY is that funny?? I don't know, I just know that it is!!!! Here is what my husband does: He drives the speed limit, in the slow lane. When someone is tailgating him, he waits until he gets to the spot where the cop is usually running radar and then lets the person pass--at which point, they speed up (usually WAY up) and flip him off------and get a ticket! He is evil, but in a really, really good way...
Diane, I am so sorry you have mets and have to worry about progression. I hope your chemo works and kicks cancer's skinny old ass. Come here and let it all out, I won't say I know how you feel or can even imagine but I will listen, and I will laugh and cry with you.
Pam, dog poop, between the toes, first thing in the morning, yucko. Sorry that happened to you and welcome!!!!
flyrzfan, sorry your port is angry and painful, I hope it gets better.
Now, listen to my crap (sorry if I missed anybody). Wait, I don't really have any crap except I have chemo tomorrow....my 3rd TAC of 6....my dh said, Tomorrow you'll be half-way. I said, No, in 7-10 days when I start to feel better I will be half-way.......my wonderful sister-in-law is coming to stay with me this time. (My dh works starting Saturday and I am not comfortable being alone..I'm just a big wimp.) Anyway, I really love this sil, her name is Donna, and I'm looking so forward to being with her and talking and just spending time with her. That DOESN'T suck. Big time.
Love you guys,
Sue
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Right...here goes with a very big moan !!
Three nights ago DH went out for his customary trip to the gym and the pub, a trip he seems to make 364 nights of the year! He drives because we are 4 miles from the nearest pub, and he drinks...I know, I know, I am just SO sick of reading the riot act about this.
I was tucked up in bed watching my tv, when I heard a car screech into our yard, I knew it wasn't DH, because it wasn't the right sound. I peeped out of my window, and there, right outside my house is a cop car, blue light flashing, and 2 cops with torches jumping out . I threw on my coat and went down to see what the hell was going on. There, parked up in the garage was DH's 4WD, I hadn't heard him come in, his engine was still warm, his door was flung open, and he was nowhere to be seen.
The cops had chased him from the pub carpark, DH had outrun them, and was now gone. Cops were carrying on at me, didn't believe me that I had just no idea where he was, and asked if they could search the house. It wasn't worth arguing with them, so I let them in, and had the indignity of them going thru the house with a fine tooth comb, then they set about the outbuildings, disturbing all my dogs, then had all the farm animals scared half to death with lights being switched on, strange voices, doors being opened and shut in the middle of the night, and all the dogs barking away!!
They were here about an hour, it was almost 2am when I got all the animals settled back down, and myself to bed. DH finally put in an appearance just after 5am, he was absolutely soaked to the skin, and covered in mud and grass, he got such a mouthful from me that he hadn't time to get an excuse in, I waited 'til morning to really give him it !
He had seen the cop car as he pulled out of the pub carpark, and just got his foot down, jumped out of his 4wd, and just run as far away from the house as he could. I knew this was what he had done, because I had repeatedly warned him that one day the cops would stop him on his way home!! He said he would just try and outrun them, and then run as far away from our house as he could. I am sure he wouldn't have been able to run like he did if he wasn't so fit.
Last night and tonight he has asked me to run him to the pub, and then come and fetch him back at midnight, I have said NO WAY. He is not pleased at all, and is sulking.
I like my glass of white wine and lemonade on an evening, while I am on my pc, and it would mean me giving this up so that he can carry on drinking .... I have suggested he gets a bike, or walks.
How on earth he will be able to give the g/kids a telling off now when they're stepping out of line, I don't know. They all think it is hilarious. No1 g/son(19) said 'Ace, just Ace' !! No 2 g/son(16) said 'Wow, did the police helicopter come'!! No3 g/son (10) just couldn't stop giggling !! DH will be their hero now!! He's certainly not mine at the moment.
OK, I could maybe raise a little grin if it were an 18 year old ( well, not really, thinking about it properly) but this is a 62 year old man.....and so far, he's just feeling sorry for himself, mainly because I am not going to run him around every night of the week. I have had the 'after all the driving I did for you, when you were ill' thrown at me,....but this is just not a tit for tat (no pun intended!!) situation in my eyes. He will just have to get used to it, no doubt before long he will have started ringing for taxis, as he does love the gym, and his squash games .
Men, sometimes I wonder why we bother with them !! I am going to milk this situation now and make him feel very bad about what he has done, for as long as I can !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Isabella.
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Just wanted to say a big thanks to all who answered my moan...I think that on some days Im doing better and then on others I feel lost again.
Im getting there though and this amazing site and all YOU amazing women have helped alot.
I dont have a mother or any sisters or female cousins so its nice to come and talk to women who know what im going thru.
Once again thanks to you all.....
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beastybabe,
I feel the same way, and next time I'll be moaning and you'll be answering. Glad you're doing better, SISTER.
Isabella,
Milk it. Some men are total babies. Sorry yours is. You are absolutely doing the right thing. You are NOT enabling him to drink and drive. That's the exact right thing and I am proud of you.
Love,
Sue
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Hi girls!
Oh man....I have some catching up to do...and, I can't wait to do it so I will feel better!
Just real quick than I'm gonna start reading....I'm in Dallas! The trip was uneventful but...it's been non-stop since I got here ..... crap, I can't remember when I got here...oh yea, last Thursday. It was my nieces graduation and my move, so the whole freaking family was here. Mom left this morning. (she was the last one to leave) I am SO FREAKING TIRED. I've gone from a pretty good size bedroom with a huge walk in closet plus...another little closet...to a little room with a little closet. My niece was looking for something of mine some day ago...and I said "look in my dining room closet" cuz the dining room is full of my boxes of clothes and shoes and crap.
Speaking of crap...enough of mine. I'm going to read y'alls.
I sure did miss you guys. I hope everybody is o.k.
((((((((((((((((((hugs))))))))))))))))))
Traci
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Traci -- glad you arrived!
Isabella -- Speaking from firsthand experience, police appearances at one's doorstep inevitably SUCK.
Joia, Harley, Beasty, everybody -- your stuff does suck. I just can't figure out an original way to say it.
I'm pretty suck-free tonight.
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Traci: Good to see you arrived safely. We have missed you around here and even started to get a bit worried.
Isabella: What an awful night for you. Definitely sucks big time. And it really stinks you had to let the police in to search your house. DH deserves a knock on the side of his head.
Sue: Interesting how those of us who are going through chemo or had chemo take a different perspective of things. No matter how ya look at it, chemo sucks and I wish you were finished and not just close to being half way through. I think TAC is a tough combination, so - a big that sucks for you.
Harley: Good to see a post and glad your having a good time with your family.
Joia: So glad you found us. That really sucks about your friend. How inconsiderate and mean. Would like to give him a good kick in his behind.
Diane: How awful about you parakeet. That sucks. Good luck with your chemo today. I will be thinking about you.
OK, gotta run - a big that sucks to everyone that needs it.
Nicki
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I have a bunch of catching up to do, but don't have time. Our gypsy kids came over the other night and I cooked stir fry with shrimp and made a chocolate cake. My kids want to cook for us tonight.
However, I'm gonna bitch anyway. We're going to Charlotte tomorrow for our granddaughters daycare graduation..she'll be in kindergarten this year. And I'm so tired. I really would rather not go. That's horrible, but it's true. And the price of gas! DD offered to help pay for it. Oh, geez, where will I get the energy for this weekend. I know I should bitch about this, but I'm gonna.So, I'll be back on Monday or Tuesday IF I'm still alive. <sigh> I should be happy.
Off to fix my hair..dry, curl, fix and fix until I get it decent. That'll take an hour. Bitch, bitch, bitch. Doing it today cuz it takes me so long to get ready. Have to be there early for the graduation. Forgive me for being so ungrateful! <sigh again>
Shirley
I miss reading everybody's bitches cuz I usually get a laugh.
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Traci, I see you're back. So glad to see that you survived that long trip. Girlfriend, you should be tired. I remember those days when we visited family in San Antonio, drove long, long hours, had three little girls and the family was waiting to see us. I was so much younger then...had more energy and had not had bc with chemo and AIs.
Get caught up your rest IF POSSIBLE!
Shirley
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Shirley,
I remember that you will be going to Charlotte for a few days, so I won't bother you with phone calls when you are so busy getting ready, and getting packed for your trip.
I know you'll have a wonderful time, visiting with your grand baby! I have 'tried' the cherries at night, for melatonin, but only ate about 6 or 7 of them, because we had some friends visiting, and I didn't want to sit there eating cherries, and not offer them any. So I don't really know how well they work. I'll update you after I try them, tonight I guess... cherries are expensive, and I have to eat a WHOLE CUP of them??? WTH?!
Yes, Sue, I agree, I know that I have to just 'feel what I feel'. But when I think about all this continuing bc tx, because I'll be taking Tamoxifen or an AI for at least FIVE years, and when I think about how it's destroying my life, with all the se's, and how unfair that is, I can't help but think "Is THIS as GOOD as it gets?" And that thought depresses me even more!
To everyone... THAT SUCKS, YA'LL!!!
Harley
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Hi Ladies,
Going for my exchange surgery tomorrow at 4:30pm. Hope that I don't get cancelled due to people being in the O.R. late ahead of me. My bitch for the day is "why me". Not why me for being so lucky. But why me for getting this horrible disease. I think that my brain is trying to catch up to my body. This whole thing just Sucks!!!!!. I just want some boobs that will fill a bathing suit.
Sorry for everyone's stuff. It all SUCKS!!!!
Kerry
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A big That Sucks to anyone needing it.
Traci - So glad to hear you made it to Dallas. Know what you mean about the closets. When I was working in NC, my apartment had a closet the size of a small bedroom. Loved it! Then I came back home to my 30+ year old house with no walk-in closets and it sucked. Good luck settling in - don't overdo it.
Isabella - That sucks. I can't believe you had to let them in your house.
Shirley - Hope you enjoy your weekend. Even though you'll be tired, seeing grandkids is always enjoyable. Did the other kids fix you something good for dinner?
Harley - Eating a cup of cherries is supposed to help you sleep? I've never heard of this but it sounds like a wonderful night-time treat. I'd like to hear if it works for you, although I'm not sure I can afford to eat cherries every night.
Kerry - Bitch away girl. Some days every one of us is saying "why me" and we all have good reason to say it. Hope your surgery goes well and you have bathing suit boobs again soon.
Not too much suckiness for me today. DH finally went back to work (did I mention he stayed home again yesterday?). I'm so dreading his retirement. Wouldn't be so bad if he had some hobbies, but he can just lay on the couch and watch tv for the whole day. Drives me crazy!
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Okay - I've been reading everyone's suckiness for the last couple of days, so I'll just chime in with a hearty That Sucks to all!
I'm not even sure I have the energy to post this, but I'll feel better if I do. It's not directly related (and yet it is) to bc. My bitch is that it is my older dd's birthday (party) this weekend. And my sister (who only last year moved to the east coast after getting married) has been planning to come for the weekend along with my 2 nieces and their four little boys. You have to understand, I have not seen my sister since my dx and we are used to getting together 5-6 times a year. I cried last July like I did when she got married the first time (and I was 5 then). Yes, she's 13 years older than me if you need the math.
So my oldest niece, Jaime, calls me this afternoon and says she has decided that it's too hard for her to spend 2 nights away from home with a toddler and infant, (they are 2 and 5 mos) so they are all coming the morning of the birthday party instead of tomorrow. It's about a 3 hour drive from where they are and we planned for them to be here about noon tomorrow. They have to leave by noon on Sunday because my other niece has to work on Monday. My sister and other niece do not have their own car, so they can only come when Jaime wants to.
I know this sounds really petty, but I have been looking forward to seeing my sister over this weekend for a couple of months now. Not to mention my nieces and nephews, too. In at least partial fairness to Jaime, I do understand her reasons. She is just getting over some really tough post-partum anxiety and is afraid that having the baby in a different environment will activate it again. But like Sue told Harley (see I read things!), I can only feel what I feel. And I'm just feeling really sad and immobilized by what feels like having precious little time with my sister. Part of me feels extraordinarily selfish and childlike and angry and the other part of me doesn't care. I think there's a third part that knows it will be o.k. once they are here, but I haven't quite reached that yet.
I know some of this was timing - I am almost 9 days post my first tx and my hair is starting to change and I'm feeling really thrown off by that. Seeing my sister is grounding for me and I really needed that right now. O.K., I'm starting to ramble and I think I've gotten most of it out now. Just needed another place to put it except in my head...thanks.
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Cristine,
You sound like you really know yourself inside, which as most people can tell you, is rare. Are you close enough to your sister to share these feelings with her or would she think you are trying to make her feel bad? I also notice you said selfish and childlike in the same sentence when talking about her, and then you say she's 13 years older than you. Hon, childlike IS selfish, and it's also NORMAL. It sounds to me like you got some of your mothering from her, and that's what you need now, only she can't really give it to you. So you have to give it to yourself, you are a good Mom and you will figure out how to give yourself what you need. Coming here and letting it out was a good start. Somehow when we talk about it and get it out of our heads, it gets just a tiny bit smaller.
Hope things go well for you in this visit, and feel free to PM me or write here if you need to vent......
Love,
Sue
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Cristine,
That sucks! It's not selfish and childlike to be disappointed about not getting to spend the time with your sister that you looked forward to! Maybe it will work out that you all can spend more time together soon. I hope so!
Harley, I'd never heard about the cherries. I love them and will use any excuse to hog them all and not share. LOL! I have also read that keeping an onion in a jar and taking a few whiffs at bedtime is supposed to help--never tried it though! Onions also have something in them that is supposed to help if you eat them at bedtime. I bet cherry breath is a lot more pleasant, though! Daily reminders of cancer because of the AIs suck!
Kerry, I'm hoping that the exchange goes well and you don't have any suckiness to report when it's over!
Shirley, no energy sucks! Having to spend an hour on a hair-do that won't last sucks too. UGH
Traci, so glad to see you posting! No closet space truly sucks.
Isabella, grown men who act like irresponsible teenagers suck! A bicycle sounds like a good idea. Good grief, I'd have been totally freaked out by that whole experience! Milk it, honey...maybe he'd shape up if it sucked a little bit more for him.
Nicki, Rock, beasty, Sue, everyone else: Here's to a low-suction day!
My mixed bag of suck/non suck: Onc has reduced my XELODA dose to something that I am hopeful will be much easier--non-sucky. My port refused to give blood return and it took over an hour for a nurse to find a vein that would give enough blood for pre-AVASTIN tests--sucky. The cancer center was so busy yesterday that there were patients crammed into every nook and cranny; family members/friends/support people were being shooed about and booted back to the waiting room because every infusion chair and bed in the place was filled with a cancer patient--SUCKS. I was beat after several hours at the cancer center and was planning to stop and get pizza for dinner. Stopped at the store to pick up a few things first. It was 97 degrees per the car's thermometer yesterday and the store didn't seem to have their a/c on. I was so hot and sweaty when I was done there I didn't have the oomph needed to get the pizza I'd promised the kids--SUCKS. Kids being happy that I bought them tic tacs and a few other cheap treats and not griping about no pizza--non-sucky (and rare! LOL!)
Oh, and for the second time in so many weeks, we have had a WILD bird get into the house through the chimney and freak everybody out! I wonder if our parakeet got freaked by a wild bird and that's what caused him to startle and fly into the cage? WEIRD! The cats enjoyed the excitement anyway...
Remember: if the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!
(((HUGS)))
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TMI, when I had my port installed, my neck hurt like the dickens too. But I just took Tylenol every few hours for a couple days, and it calmed down.
Now it just seems like a distant memory (mine was removed a year ago).
Janet
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Isabella, In my books you win the suckiest award. If you saw this story on a TV show you would think it was too far fetched to be believable. Maybe hubby could cab it back and forth and I liked the bike idea (although he'd probably kill himself on the way home); a little exercise couldn't hurt.
Barbara
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oh my word...i used all my energy catching up...here's the short of the long of it b4 i puke (ok, i know the meds wont let me but man it sure feels like i need too - yesterday was 1st ac tx ...)
harley - good to see u popping in...and glsd to hear "you" coming back. glad ur visit went well and looking forward to you solving the mystery of a cup of cherries b4 bed
isabella - ur dh needs a night in the clink then he needs to take u on a decadebt roadtrip as a thank you...
traci - many including myself are glad to hear u are safe and sound in your (tiny) new place...
shirley - still beating u up -but port has settled down since then
christine - ditto what sue says...(thanks sue, u saved me a lot of typing!)
hit a walll...tks for distraction from my crappy se's all...here's hoping it's a calm night/weekend for u all.
bonnie
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