'Serenity'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
FYI everyone, you have the right, whenever you see your doctor or any specialist, to request that the notes, lab or OR reports, and clinic letters be cc'd to you. That way you have a copy of all records, totally under your control.
Super good advice.
Also? I'm not perfectly for sure but I don't think ethical guidelines are legally binding. Should be...
Doctor has a theory. It's not bunnies. And I don't particularly like it.
I think I missed the diagnosis, but whatever it is, folks are right in saying it's better to know, even if it doesn't always feel like it. You are much in my heart. I hope that the diagnosis turns out to be better than you thought and that the treatment is effective.
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Huh. I got charged $25 for transferring my old OB/GYN records from my old place to my new place. I never saw them or touched them. The fuckers.
Owen now says, "I love you, too" when I say, "I love you." This is one of those big Mommy payoffs.
Bitches! They let us out of training early today, so I get to catch up before meeting juliana for dinner and karaoke! Whoot!
meara--I have some DC questions for you, becuause I need some background info for my new play. What is an iffy neighborhood where three grad school students might share a really cheap apartment? You know--a neighborhood that might have some gangs and a check cashing place, but also a coffeeshop. A neighborhood which would terrify even a pretty liberal parent. You could even give me a street name if you know one. Also what park might a street preacher go to and get a youngish audience? One last question--how do you stay as cool as you are?
Well, when is the story set? A year or two ago, I'd've said my neighborhood, Columbia Heights (I'm wearing my neighborhoodie right now, AIFG!). But these days, things are gentrifying so rapidly, I'd say the neighborhoods to the southwest or west of us--either Shaw or Ledroit Park. Somewhere between say, 11th St and 2nd St NW, and between like, P St. and a little north of Monroe, maybe?
As for the park...to be nearish those neighborhoods...well, depends. Not sure IN those neighborhoods, but a preacher could either go downtown (on the mall or something) or maybe could hit up Malcolm X Park (which is between 15th and 16th and W and...something a couple blocks north of W). Dupont couuld also work, especially if he/she wants to rant against the gays! (Malcolm X is a little sketchier, there's a lot of drum circles and immigrant soccer playing and late-night drug dealing there, Dupont is more yuppies hanging out in the daytime)
As for cool, I fake it really well. Or at least, hope I do. :P
An Indy driver was killed in morning practice for the season opener today.
Sadly, turns out he's the older brother of a friend of mine from college. Damn.
had to deal with the fact that the lease on their apartment wasn't up for a few months and they couldn't find a subletter?
If there's not a breaking-the-lease penalty in your lease? You owe until the end of the lease, or they find a new person. No matter what notice you gave them. Better find a subletter (or new lease person--they could sign their own lease) soon!
So, a hearty "Arrrrrrr, mateys," to you all. With an added "Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum."
Go Pirate!Jen!
I should have included in my post this morning that I was heading out the door right after I hit post. Der. This is a mememe post, please to bear with me...
Get on and avast with you and your bad self!
Jen, what a great attitude to have. Go you and your piratey self.
Arrrrrrrr, Jen. Tis nice t'be seeing yer fonts, matey.
Jen, I love the image of you as a saucy pirate! Arrrr!
Yarrrrgh, Pirate Jen sounds like she's cutting a swath.
See, I just knew this was the place for an "I'm feeling piratey post." Thankee, mateys, for encouraging the arrrrr.
First, I'm very glad it wasn't traumatic for you. That's what's important. Second, we may need at least one picture of this. Seriously. (Of course, not if you're not up for it.) Arrrghhh!
Well, I have a phone that can take pictures. I just need to figure out how to send it to me and then I can post a photo on lj and link it. I will do this happily once I figure out how to. And maybe wait until I get some skull and crossbone earrings, because I will have skull and crossbone earrings as soon as my little fingers can find some online to order.
Arrrrgh!!! How are you feeling? How long will your course of treatments be?
Argh! is right! And you do have a great attitude. How have you been feeling?
Thanks! I'm feeling really well, which is a huge, huge blessing and, heh, helps with the attitude. I had my second course of chemo today. My oncologist (on whom I have a chaste crush, 'casue he's a cutie, yet also married with a million bajillion kids, but just has such a sweet disposition, yet got all cowboyed up over talking to the radiologist to get me started sooner than rather than later... ahem, but I digress) laughed at my response to "How are you feeling?" which was, "Good. And a little piratey."
The after effects of the treatments so far have been mild. Loss of appetite for about four days or so, but I can still eat. The anti-nausea drugs work like gangbusters, so I haven't had any nausea. They loaded me up with percocet to counter the weird leg pains I got last time, and that's pretty much it. Well, and I take Senakot to keep things, er, moving along. So it's all good. Bloodwork A-OK. Tumor marker down to negative level.
Next week I go in for the radiologist's work-up so they can plan my specific treatment. Then depending on who wins, I'll start radiation in a week or maybe two weeks. Five weeks of 5-day a week external radiation, then six sessions of internal over a week or two. Then, assuming I'm still tolerating it well, four more courses of chemo. At that point, we would all like to think that all the nasty cells will have been well and thoroughly vanquished. And then there will be the requisite follow-up check-ups, naturally.
She wanted a pink wig, or a red one, but her mom talked her down to her natural hair color (dark brown), but did let her get curls.
Aw, curls! Adorable.
Thanks, ya'll for the encouragement and concern. And, of course, the Arrrrrrs. Means the world.
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Go Pirate!Jen!
Thankee, matey!
Epic, you rock! Decisions, decisions.
ETA: kind of loving these [link] and could wear the black rose in the second hole on the left ear. Arrrrr.
I think the third pair (on the hoops) were my faves. t /helpful. Or enabler.
Sadly, turns out he's the older brother of a friend of mine from college. Damn.God, my sympathies are with the Dana family right now. It's just a tragedy and I hope they can eventually make it through this terrible time.
Jen, you are an excellent pirate! I'm glad the treatment is going well and not too side-effecty.
Jen, thanks for the update. I'm glad to hear things are going well (well, not well, but you know what I mean).