What's new?
Nothing....still got these damn "nasty cells" inside of me and well....it seems I have nothing else to talk about...which makes me angry...because I'd really like to talk about something else....really.
Did you know my kid (boy) scored a goal yesterday in soccer?...yup! My girl is going to a dance with her long time bff/I'll have a good fight with her...in a couple of weeks! My other boy is at work....presently. A very old family friend (whom grew up with) came by today with her priceless little 6 week old daughter....oh my gosh, oh my gosh.....can I just say that there was a moment that I considered redoing the whole "vasectomy" thing?!?!? I know...then I slapped myself in the head...which hurt...a little. Tomorrow I get a little more "irradiated"....we get the bone scan thingy done....first appointment is at 12:30...which is where I suspect they inject some sort of poisonous chemical into my veins/bones....and then I go back at 3:15 (I'm suspecting) to get shoved into a tunnel and have my "picture" taken....all the while trying not to go into a panic attack as I'm "traveling through the tunnel"...I should make sure I've gone to the bathroom before.
I'm good with all of this...I think....but every once in a while it hits me and I think...."wtf?...I....have cancer"....you've got to be fucking kidding me?!
Did you know my kid (boy) scored a goal yesterday in soccer?...yup! My girl is going to a dance with her long time bff/I'll have a good fight with her...in a couple of weeks! My other boy is at work....presently. A very old family friend (whom grew up with) came by today with her priceless little 6 week old daughter....oh my gosh, oh my gosh.....can I just say that there was a moment that I considered redoing the whole "vasectomy" thing?!?!? I know...then I slapped myself in the head...which hurt...a little. Tomorrow I get a little more "irradiated"....we get the bone scan thingy done....first appointment is at 12:30...which is where I suspect they inject some sort of poisonous chemical into my veins/bones....and then I go back at 3:15 (I'm suspecting) to get shoved into a tunnel and have my "picture" taken....all the while trying not to go into a panic attack as I'm "traveling through the tunnel"...I should make sure I've gone to the bathroom before.
I'm good with all of this...I think....but every once in a while it hits me and I think...."wtf?...I....have cancer"....you've got to be fucking kidding me?!
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