Cass, no Google allowed.
EVEN after the get a firm diagnosis. NO GOOGLE. None.
People are good. Have people.
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Cass, no Google allowed.
EVEN after the get a firm diagnosis. NO GOOGLE. None.
People are good. Have people.
(((Cass)))
((Cass)))
EVEN after the get a firm diagnosis. NO GOOGLE. None.
Listen to the Plei, for she is wise.
They have very tasty chi-chi sliders at the Peninsula. Three eeny ones, taller than they are wide. One with gorgonzola, one with brie, and one with aged cheddar. Teh Yum.
Cass, 'ma to you and your family. And no googling.
I'm not googling. (repeat as needed) I just wish I *knew* what was going on and what was going to happen. And I know that googling will honestly get me none of that, but the lure of some information is powerful. I'm not googling though. It's my mantra.
Sleep isn't working out so I am going to grab a shower and go from there It's just that I feel so disconnected right now.
beth, that is one effective day you've had there.
When dealing with possible diagnoses, Google is a very, very, very bad resource. A couple of weeks ago I convinced myself I was coming down with either myasthenia gravis or diabetes based on eyesight deterioration.
Do not go there, for it is uggggllllleee.
Once you have a concrete diagnosis, it's a different matter.
It's a week for the blood test for the colon cancer but it's apparently very accurate at least. I think we'll know basics before then from the bone scans and MRIs and the myriad of other tests. Maybe not where the cancer came from, but at least where it is and if there are treatment options. Just ... frustrating.
I really don't feel like being social tonight but the lure of a fireplace is winning me over. And that I can show up there in yoga pants. It's the Casual Friday of friendships.
(((Cass)))
(((Cass's grandma)))
I really don't feel like being social tonight but the lure of a fireplace is winning me over. And that I can show up there in yoga pants. It's the Casual Friday of friendships.
Fireplace, yoga pants, Casual Friday: all of that sounds comforting and nourishing and very much of the good. Infinitely more so than staying home not-googling.