Im bitchy, I moan, I groan.....anyway.
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Deb, I'm sorry you have to face chemo again this week. After a couple of feeling almost good days it must be incredibly hard to submit yourself once again to the poison. Just have faith that it is working and a chemo vacation is in your near future.
I had a busy long weekend and was mostly away from the Boards, but unfortunately here enough to know the sadness we are sharing. Praying hard for Stephanie.
CANCER SUCKS!
Diane - good to hear from you. I'm hoping your busy days mean you are back to full-time healing!
Niki, enjoy that vacation! Wish we could have some of your rain - none for us until nearly November, though. My roses nearly gag on hose water, but it's all they'll get for now.
flyrz - glad you are having some extra time with your kitty - but I hope you are soon feeling better.
Lisa
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I took some time off the boards because I was just in a funk and when I came back on yesterday I was so far behind! I've finally read through the several pages of posts I missed and although I can't remember it all, there sure has been a lot of suckiness.
Pain, suffering, death, insurance crap, stupid doctors, sick animals, it just seems to go on and on. This all SUCKS. I hate this disease and what it steals from our lives.
Then there are the posts that have me cracking up and I'm glad I came here. What a wonderful sisterhood.
Here's the suckiness that's been raining down on me. . .when I saw the PS on the 27th she debrided my wound and told me she just doesn't know how long it will take to heal. I didn't even get her "at least a month" speech that I normally get. She also decided she didn't want me swimming in my pool after all (she gave me the OK on a previous visit) because the wound is so deep that she's afraid of water getting in there and causing an infection. I hadn't gone into the pool because my fear of infection far outweighed my desire to swim, but it was nice to have the option. I was fairly depressed when I left her office. . .this damn thing has been open for 11 weeks now.
The I got a reply from Aetna regarding my Level 2 appeal of them denying payment of the radiation treatment I had last year. . .they denied it again!! When they denied my Level 1 appeal they said I needed to provide letters from my doctors indicating the medical necessity of the treatment, so that's what I sent in with the Level 2 appeal. In this second denial they're telling me I didn't provide medical records showing exactly what treatment had been performed. . .WTF!, no one ever mentioned the need to send medical records! They just keep changing the story with each denial. I have now contacted my employer to have them see if they can mediate with Aetna and am waiting to hear on that. I have also contacted Aetna to get copies of all the documents and physicians they used in making their decision. My next step will be a lawyer. The stupid part of all of this is that they paid for charges for scans, films, supplies, the rad onc and even my boosts but are refusing to pay for the daily treatments because they were "excessive". . .I had the normal 1 treatment a day! How they're deeming that excessive is beyond me!!
Then yesterday I noticed that the side of my breast where the wound is was burning and feeling sore. Last night it started turning red and continued to get worse today. I called the PS and she sent out some keflex and wants to see me tomorrow. Sucks, sucks, sucks. Keep your fingers crossed that it's just an infection we can get cleared up and this thing will finally heal. I'm so tired of it.
Well, that was a lot of venting but I do feel better getting it off my chest. Thanks for listening and understanding.
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Sam - I'm so sorry you are going through this - My seroma turned into an abscess about 10 weeks ago, and I still have a drain. At least I've been off antibiotics for about 7 weeks now. My doctor keeps saying, irradiated breasts are slow to heal. It sucks.
Oh yeah, and your insurance company sucks too.
Take care honey.
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I'm gonna be away for a few days, but just wanted to throw in a big THAT SUCKS before I go. Haven't been posting much, but I have been reading. Soooo much stuff happening...0
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Sheila, that is all so sucky -- I'm really sorry.
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Sam408, why would they say rads were unneccesary??????? I have never heard of that. Did you have a lumpectomy? I was told all lumpectomies HAD to have rads. this has been standard practice forever????? Insurance Companies just plain SUCK!!!!!!!!! It is bad enough that we have to deal with what we are going through without them adding to the pain and mental stress. That is why I left New York Life and went to work in hospitals fighting them.
My husband was watching that Met Life commercial with the big umbrella and said "yeah, insurance companies-a fairy tale without the happy ending." He can be so funny at times. What they really ought to show is the guy taking them in the umbrella and dumping them. That would be an honest commercial!
chemosabi, I am with you on the rain. We had not had rain in 24 days. We got some this weekend while I was gone and then about 2" yesterday! Yeah! No watering and dragging the hose all over the yard for awhile. I got about 5 tomatoes yesterday. I have hundreds on the vines just waiting to ripen. I can see I will be busy in few weeks putting them up.
Have a non sucky day and Screw Insurance Companies!
Debbie
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One thing that DOESN'T suck - someone who takes it as a mission to fight insurance companies so that people can get the care they need. You go, Debbie.
Linda
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Sheila, sucks that your body seems to be doing its own thing when it comes to healing (btdt, unfortunately). Aetna sucks, too. But keep on fighting them, girl! They, like most insurance companies, are banking on the fact that you'll eventually just give up and pay. They soooo suck...
Waving at you Linda, Debbie, Ann, Sue and Cristine...
My bitch for today is the damn pink factor thingy. Walking through Walmart this morning (looking tore up from the floor up; had on a wrinkled t-shirt, long, droopy shorts, a baseball cap and shades; so did not feel like talking to anyone that I even had my iPod on. How's THAT for completely anti-social?) and what the heck did I see dangling from the end of an aisle? One of those stupid PINK pen displays with "Help Fight Breast Cancer!" in huge 60-point type. When I flipped the package over, I saw (in tiny, 8-point type) that 25¢ of each purchase of this $5 pen would go towards bc research. Twenty-five flippin' cents...
So I did what anyone familiar with the devistation this disease causes and the cures we don't yet have would have done: I started YELLING OBCENITIES at the display! Imagine how sane I looked in my "leave me the f*ck alone!" get-up, cursing at a pen display. Surprised they didn't call security...
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Am I the only one that can totally picture Felicia screaming at a pen display?? LMAO!!!!!!
I wish I had time to reply to everybody but I don't. But, like Sam, I'm reading all the posts cuz they come into my email box. Things are so wound up I can't stay on often. It sucks.
Hugs everybody, Traci
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Felicia, I would like you to shadow me so you can react the way I feel inside.
First, of course, I've been reading everybody's posts, and all your stuff sucks miserably! Isn't it bad enough that we are dealing with cancer and SE's of treatment and what it's doing to us and our families--and then we have to fight insurance companies and employers and heaven-knows-who-else? It just sucks.
I think I need to take a break. Fortunately, I will be going on a short trip for about a week to visit relatives I haven't seen since Christmas. Maybe that's not so fortunate, but that's the situation, and I'm going to make the best of it. I really am looking forward to visiting with these folks; I'm just not sure how they're going to react to me or how I will react to that. I don't want to be treated like I'm still sick (or worse, dying); yet, my energy level is still pretty low and I can't keep up when walking etc. So we'll see how it goes.
My main grouchiness seems to be directed toward other issues. There are some wonderfully funny and poignant threads on these boards, besides this particular "bitchy" thread for which we're so grateful. "What I hate MOST about being bald," "What not to say to a person in chemo," and "The Road to Hell... or, Laughter is the Best Medicine," are my other current favorites. But, I'm finding myself getting irritated by some of the posts.
This was in the "What I hate MOST about being bald" thread: "Seriously, you're pretty lucky because bald heads are in right now." Yeah, right. And we all want to emulate Britney Spears.
This was in the "What not to say to a person in chemo" thread: "If you don't look sick people forget that you are sick and it is easier for them to treat you as they would under normal circumstances." That comment wasn't posted as what not to say--it was posted as advice to women in the middle of the SE's of chemo. Now, that's what I really wanted to hear. I should try not to look sick, because that might make other people uncomfortable. What I need to be doing is making it easier for them to treat me as if there is nothing wrong. Screw 'em. (Oops--sorry--that wasn't nice.)
Really, though, I'm fine. Really. Just a little tired, and getting impatient with that. Tomorrow is my rescheduled DEXA bone density scan (as opposed to the much-feared "real" bone scan), and then we're headed west to visit relatives. I'll try to keep in touch, but I am hoping things aren't sucky enough to warrant posting. Oh, and I'm going to try not to look sick.
Hugs to all who need them (don't we all?) ...
otter
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Britney's hair is GROWING BACK. It started to grow back before it was even done being shaved OFF. And she has eyelashes and eyebrows. I couldn't emulate her if I wanted to.
Felicia -- YES. I like the idea of the "designated reactor." Or pdrhaps the "designated nuclear reactor." And I like the idea of swearing in public even more... (My recent outburst consisted of smacking my hand hard on the rear fender of a car zipping around a right turn and nearly clipping me, leading the driver to hopefully have her heart stop thinking she'd run over somebody. I am NOT enduring chemo only to be killed by a d**ned car ignoring my "walk" signal.)
I have a t-shirt that says "The chemo made me do it" and another t-shirt from the band, "The Mutants." It's kind of my way of signalling to the world to give this freaky woman plenty o' space today.
Screw 'em. (And have a lovely trip, too, Otter!!!!!)
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LOL, Hanna! My bestest sunglasses come from the dollar store! My son scoffs at paying just a buck for shades, but if he paid more, he'd be broke as he loses at least five pair each summer. I can so see some pretty little HIGH MAINTENANCE girl saddling up to him with big, doe eyes and convincing him she really NEEDS expensive sunglasses. And girl, you better rock those diamond framed lenses! Dollar Store Fabulous!!
Who is artistic among us? I am TOTALLY for the "IT SUCKS!" signs - OMG!! We could start a revolution, lol...
Otter, sucks that you are feeling grouchy, tired and impatient. Sucks, too, that folks are insensive twits - whether they mean to be or not! All the best with your DEXA scan tomorrow. Here's hoping for some dense bones!
And Traci, to make matters worse with my outfit, it didn't even match. Black shirt with big red and white letters (remember, it was quite wrinkled) and maroon sweat shorts. I looked like "who did it and ran" as my mom used to say. I caught so many people scoping me from the floor up in a "What the hell...?!?" kinda way. Too funny - and totally liberating in a strange way (still felt like life was groovy even though I looked like a hobo). That stupid display was the only thing that ruined my mood...
Edited to add: OMG, Rock, you've GOT to put your "Chemo made me do it" shirts on café express! We can add an "It SUCKS!!" shirt, too...
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Felicia -- I'm pretty sure my friend put it on cafe express already. Have you checked? If not, I'll ask her where she got it when she gets back in teh country! (who did it and ran... I like your moms.)
Hard to imagine anything about the Great Ott being dense. I'm just sayin'....
People interaction protection -- brilliant. I walk around with my iShuffle even when it's out of juice for the same reason.
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WTF is iShuffle??
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I actually have had a nice day - no suckiness to speak of. Worked in my garden and went swimming.
Lisa: I hear you about no rain. I have been watching what is going on the news and those fires are pretty awful. Heard today some of the flames were 80 feet tall. Now that sucks.
Sheila: I cant believe you have been dealing with this wound for so long. And to not be able to swim really sucks. Im shocked about the insurance and would continue to pursue that. Radiation therapy is approved treatment for breast cancer and I think Aetna is being absolutely unreasonable.
Cristine: Hoping you are going away to a wonderful, peaceful place where you can pamper yourself and just enjoy life for a bit.
Debbie: Hahahaha Im such a small time farmer lol. My husband said I look like and old Italian mama who has a garden on her balcony! I have 3 tomato plants. Thats it. I watch, talk to, and nurture everyone of those babies that are growing. I have 5 tomatoes now - ha thats my total. Its takes so little to please me.
Felicia: OMG, I just read your post and Im laughing so hard I cant stop. I could see you getting ready with all your karate chops going haywire with the security guards. Then Im picturing all of us hormone deprived, breast cancer babes running to help you with shovels in our hands.
Otter: I hope you have a wonderful time visiting with family. I have seen some of those threads you are talking about. See alot of people I have become friends with there - but since Im post treatment, I thought it best for me to stay away. I will say this though. Losing my hair was one of the most devastating things that has ever happened to me. It wasnt fun, it wasnt cute, it sucked big time. I drove around in my jeep trying to tan my bald little head. And once it got tanned and I looked "HEALTHY" I still looked like chemo girl and lost my beautiful long hair. Bald sucks!
Oh dear, fly, traci, hanna, ann, rock and anyone else I have missed. Handing you all brand new shiney shovels. I will try to catch up with everyone later.
Nicki
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iShuffle is the tiny iPod - the one that clips onto your shirt or bag...
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Sheila, I am so sorry you are still dealing with a wound that is healing so slowly...and No Swimming--that is just too cruel and really sucks.
Felicia--I can so imagine you yelling at the pen display! And did you call it the "pink factor thingy"?!?!? LOL And people interaction protection sounds a lot like a superpower!!!
Otter, I saw that comment and thought the same thing. When I first joined these boards I saw a post from someone that went something like this: "I get new boobs for free! Sorry, but I just don't see the down side to this!" Then I couldn't help imagining someone who is stage IV reading that...there are insensitive people everywhere but I somehow didn't expect that here.
rock, please don't emulate Britney. The very thought scares the hell out of me..
I don't really have any crap to report other than my now usual nausea and fatigue. I did go to work today, and stayed late to do some catching up (and earn some extra hours for my trip later this week). It felt pretty good to be there but I can really tell I am getting chemobrain. I 'll start to do something and forget what it was. I guess I have reached the part of my life where good lists are all!!!
Love you guys,
Sue
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Felicia ~ I OWE YOU ONE....I needed that...
Rock - gotta go with Sue on that one...you are entirely to intelligent and colorful to emulate the spear...you actually make us think - she just makes us scratch our shiny domes...
Otter - I so envy you, have a great time...I am dying to get away -even if it's just a few days in Rehoboth...
Everyone else...here's to a suck free night, may you all sleep like babies....
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I gotta go back to Walmart tomorrow for a perscription I forgot to pick up (I have a meeting right after, so I won't be dressed hobo-style, lol). If that stupid display is still up, I'm going to kick it really hard...
The thing that trips me out the most about the "let's help fight bc!" donation is that the pen package said $100,000 (or something - can't exactly remember now) will go to an agency that helps women deal with the financial end of cancer - and that is excellent, but why not just give the $100,000 and be done with it?!? So sick of the pink being used as some big gargantuan tool to get people to buy more stuff. We know all too well that bc is not cute, pink or friendly and I just wish the powers that be sitting in on those corporate America marketing meetings would stop trying to convince the world that it is.
All bitched out...'Nighty-night, all...
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Ha! Felicia I am with you. Like Yoplait. Why do you have to save the lids and mail them in to get the donation????? Like it's not enough we bought the product? Guess they count on people not sending them in and they get off.
Went to the onc today and was reading that the large companies who are sponsoring the Olympics pay $75 MILLION!!!!!!! And there are lots of them! Can you imagine if they decided to sponsor Breast Cancer????? It really pisses me off to read of money going to waste like that. Like all the money on the superbowl commercials. And these are companies that really don't have to advertise. Coke, Pepsi, Exxon, etc. They could do so much good. Well, I could go on about this country and the rich corporations sucking the marrow out of us. If I see an insurance company sponsoring the Olympics instead of paying claims, you can bet I'll go ballistic!
I got home and was putting up some hot peppers. After chopping them I washed my hands throroughly. Then I was eating cherries and petting my cat when I noticed my lips were burning. I quit petting my cat since I did not want to get the stuff on her. Too late, about 2 hours later, she goes to clean her back and FREAKS OUT running all over the house and up the walls. Poor thing, I think she is ok now. Still cannot scratch my eyes and it has been 7 hours since I chopped them up. Guess I'll have to break out the gloves next time I chop a bunch up.
Oh Onc visit was ok. Go back in 4 months. By that time, I can show her my new foobs! This little old lady walked in with a walker and says in really loud voice "well, how the hell is everybody? They got me drinking this stuff for a CT and I am getting drunk on it". I fell in love with her! I want to be her when I get old!
Debbie
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A bitch and moan thread? WOW! I could bitch and moan for days about this dreadful journey that I am taking.
From the "breast cancer - surgeon - Dr W*** 2pm" post-it telling me I had cancer and that I had an appointment that afternoon with a surgeon to discuss a mastectomy..... to the girl from the insurance company calling today to ask about my congestive heart failure (I didn't know I had congestive heart failure - I had the MUGA scan about 10 days ago and no one told ME the results)!
If I hadn't already vented my frustration on that poor girl I would be on a tear here for days. As it is, I ranted for over 4 hours with the insurance woman, her supervisor, and a behavior health consultant (LOL!!!). She had the supervisor listen in after the first 10 minutes, and then made a conference call to the other guy.LOL! SHE called me so I felt justified in my rant.
So, I ranted on about incompetence, chauvinism, insensitivity, ignorance, patronizing a**holes and liars in the medical profession, loneliness, depression, suicide - pros and cons, weight gain, hot flashes, chemo-brain, neuropathy, osteoporosis from the steroids, constant pain, allergy to morphine, an elephant man body, non-existent breast cancer research, fouled-up surgeries, horrible unexpected rad burns with no warning, Frankensein reconstruction, nerve damage, congestive heart failure, fatigue, accusations of malingering from former colleagues, decline of my cancer treatment team, insurance companies, HR representatives, unemployment, disability and SSI, stick shifts and my inability to operate them now, non-existent support structure, clothes shopping, shoes, swelling feet and ankles, well intentioned ppl, plastic surgeons that don't know the difference between a nerve doctor aka neurosurgeon and a psychiatrist, insomnia, carpal tunnel syndrome, baldness, infection risks, fear of the known and the unknown, "best cancer to get syndrome", stress and the wrinkles it causes, no Better Business Bureau for doctors - how do I know if he really is competent?, female nurses and technicians who think that they are too good to get cancer or that this is a great way to get Victoria's Secret boobs - AS IF, friends that disappear when you need them most, people that believe if you have just a little more faith you will be cured and tell you about it, fragile fingernails, congressmen that don't respond to e-mails with more than a form letter, medical predators of desperate women afraid of dying, being compared to other breast cancer survivors that did NOT have the aggressive cancer you have or the side effects that you have from the chemo or the complications from the more extensive surgery than you had, cats with stress-induced depression from your DX.. and the list goes on....
Last year before DX, I was 48, 5'7", 125-130lbs, (the picture tagged on my post was taken just before my surgery last year - that is a wig because I was midway thru my first round of chemo) cat fancier - "mother" to 6 cats and 1 dog, amateur belly dancer, yoga enthusiast, enjoying my recent promotion, relishing my new wardrobe of cruise and resort wear, preparing for an autumn cruise, planning a 10 day trip to Paris in Spring 08 (Incidentally paid for in full by the company where I worked AND I didn't get to go since I was unemployed by the time the trip came around), basically very happy with my life even though I hadn't found Mr Right yet and had missed the opportunity to have children.
Spring forward to present day - 49, 5'7", 160-175lbs, constantly fighting a disgruntled digestive tract, mother to 5 cats and no dogs (one cat died right after I started chemo for no reason and my dog died on Valentine's Day), unable to get out of bed most days, can't see or feel my feet much less touch them, need help if I bend over or sit on the floor because I can't get up, have 3 outfits that I can fit into including the loose fitting cotton sleep pants that I have worn to bed and Walmart in the same day, unemployed, wrestling with insurance companies and disability, AND of all things -
Now I get depressed about not having children and a significant other in my life - it bothers me now more than ever. Why? Because people seem to be more inclined to be concerned and helpful if you have kids and/or a husband that will suffer greatly if anything tragic happens to you..BUT if you are single and alone folks seem to think that having a cancer DX is not that tragic. So, horror of horrors! I want children now just to play the sympathy card!!??!?!?!
To top it all off, my oncologist says maybe they should have stopped treatment in February after all because of the seriousness of the side effects that I am experiencing.
Last week, one of my cats also had a disgrunteld digestive tract and another one started having "seizures" or paralytic fits. So I took them into the vet and they could find nothing wrong with either one of them and said it was probably stress, again, causing depression, upset stomachs, and stress-induced seizures. The vet said that I should try to be more calm and not transmit to the cats that I am facing a life and death struggle.
WHAT THE F**K?????????? THANKS for letting me vent!!!
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Geez, I can't catch up with everyone. So, I'm gonna say...THAT SUCKS!
Felicia, you had me laughing my butt off. I wonder if we can find you on YouTube with Hanna doing her pole dance.
Hanna, the pole dance story was hysterical. And so was your "car story." You really should be a writer. My SIL who HAD the parasites is a great writer, and story teller. I wish I could tell everyone the story about SH*T being all over him from head to toe. He retold the story Saturday night and I was laughing my butt off. I mean, he had the stuff on him from head to toe!
Deb, I hope you feeling okay.
I just heard something on TV that REALLY sucks. Seventeen preemies were giving an overdose of Heparin (sp) AGAIN. One died. How the hell does that happen? Seventeen preemies!!!!!
Flyrzfan, I'm sorry I made you cry again. My dd received a message fro her vet on her cell while she was here for the fourth. She called her and found out that her baby had liver cancer for sure. Nothing can be done. However, she's going to take her to an onc just to ease her own mind before doing nothing. Of course the tears come again. Enough. I'll be crying!
Harley, I'll be talking to you Thursday afternoon to see if you feel up to lunch Friday. Good luck on that biopsy tomorrow. It's really not all that bad (unless it's you having it done). Just remember to BREATH. LOL
BTW, my sil took the pills to kill the little ole parasites. He didn't get sick. He had cramps just for a few minutes. I told him I hope the pills worked. That wasn't nice of me. He knows I have a sick way of joking.
I don't have anything sucky to report except that my gypsy children are leaving Saturday to travel through the West and Midwestern part of the US and into Canada. They are going to see where they want to settle down. They'll be so far away from us. But not as far away as Africa. LOL
Waving at everybody.
Good nite all.
Shirley
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cnharris59, That........was awesome! What a way to start the day. I feel better after your vent too! You get the bitch of the day award in my book! Welcome to the thread!
TraciEdited to add: Harley, I didn't know you were having a biopsy..I missed that...
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Traci,
I didn't post it here on the bitchy thread. I have to have an endometrial biopsy and my primary care dr. thought he could do it, but he doesn't have an appt. until July 22nd!!
So yesterday, I called my gyn dr. who ordered them Mammo and u/s which found the bc, and even though she over reacted and scared me even worse, I called her, and they had a cancellation so I can go today at 2:00pm to see her husband (a man! I don't like to see MALE gyns!).
Anyway, I'm pissed at my primary care dr., because he sat on my u/s test results for TWO weeks, til I finally called to find out WTH was going on with my report! My dh went with me on Monday just to pick up the report, because he thought it was just a normal report, showing my fibroids. The u/s showed that my endometrial stripe is growing, and now I'll have to get that biopsy... that word strikes terror in my heart!
So, it was good that my gyn had a slot available for me, but all in all, this sucks!
Harley
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Oh Harley, that does suck!
Didn't you have a hysterectomy? It seems to me, you did. Oh well, either way, it sucks and I will be thinking about you today. Please let us know how it goes. fyi...two of my sisters have had this procedure done many times without many complaints.
Hugs girl. We'll be waiting to hear from you!!!
Traci
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So much serious suckiness going around - my bitch is quite small. I have been wanting to go to IHOP or any pancake house while on vacation. Yet another morning my DH cancels out on it. Guess I should be happy cause I dont need those extra pounds anyways, but I have pancakes on my mind! Chocolate ones to boot.
Sue: Your now "usual nausea" sucks! Just cant imagine walking around feeling like that all day. One of the things that bothers me most is when I go to the doctors office and one of the nurses ask me if I like being perky now. Perky? Hell, I cant even find a bra that fits me right. When I was going for my exchange a friend said to me "cool your getting a boob job for free." Where do these people come up with some of these things.
Felicia: I hate to even thnk about how we are going to get blasted again with the Pink stuff as we get closer to October. Ive told this story before, but its one that always sticks in my mind and angers me to this day. My job is going from hospital to hospital to evaluate people for rehab. I went to this rather big fancy hospital in one of the Chicago suburbs. I always like to stop at the gift shops and I stopped there one day. They had all kinds of stuff for breast cancer. Tshirts, hats, necklaces, pins - all kinds of pink ribbon pins. Then I looked further and saw they had a counter with pins for every kind of cancer. Breast, ovarian, prostate, lung, colon etc. So I went to the volunteer managing the register and asked how much of the purchase was being donated. To my surprise she said NONE! All the profits went to the gift shop! Grrr still makes me angry just to talk about it again.
Cmharris: Glad you found us and all I can say is yes Its all sucks.
Shirley: Good to see you peaking in. Im still chuckling over the pills for the parasites.
Harley: Im sorry that you have to go through another scare. Hoping the biopsy goes well. It sucks you have to go through it, but glad you got to go today.
Well the man just woke up and stuck his head in the computer room and said Hi! Guess he knows Im not too happy about no Pancakes! Hope your day isnt too sucky.
Nicki
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cmharris59 - Welcome aboard friend! Sounds like you found us JUST in time...please, by all means...let us help you...
Shirley - that sucks your kids are off galavanting again - clearly I need to have a talk with them.
Harley - I hope your biopsy went well
Felicia - we need to start a secret movement amongst those of us who actually get to live this bc ordeal to boycot pink - I'm with you on all these companies capitalizing on our cancer to sell product. Not for a second do I think we get the proceeds they say we do - if we did, we'd all be cured!
Hanna - That was you giggling behind me? Oooops. I figured the diaper aisle was the best place to let it out...
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Harley, hope your biopsy goes well. Praying the waiting is short and the news is good.
cmharris59, whoa girl you did find us in time before your meltdown! lol! So sorry about your animals. I have no children but 11 cats and 2 dogs. My blind cat refuses to use the litter box and we have to put puppy pee pads down. Just went to the bathroom and someone tried to pee down the vent! Luckily it went all over the floor and I did not step in it. Although I did step on a cold furball yesterday. Eewwww! It squished up between my toes.
I tried those belly dancing lessons on FIT TV and it's called Shimmy, but with me it was more like Jiggle.
Debbie
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