Skipped and skimmed to say:
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
I am on the thank you note train. My mama trained me well. I got into it a bit with my bro cause I'd never hear about gifts I sent to B. It's not about being thanked, I send her stuff cause I totally want to - but I want the details of how she likes the things I send. Now he and SiL are good about emailing or sending photos of her with the stuff. Emails or phone calls suffice. Again, I just want the deets and to make sure stuff makes it there (sometime I order online and send directly to them). I just sent a thank you note to my aunt who bought me a t-shirt that was delivered by my mom. What can I say? It's ingrained.
ETA: {{{Sean and mom and family}}}
Removed broken links. Will fix after class.
Just talked to mom. She seems pretty unfazed by it. Her main concern is whether this will interfere with her plan to come visit us for a week in December. I guess it really is one of those things where they take her thyroid out, and she won't have cancer any more. She'll know more on thursday after she's made an appointment to see the surgeon.
GC, I couldn't see the pictures! Yahoo told me something bad happened! No more bad things, I say.
I know two people who have had this, Sean, and that's just what it is. One of them told me his doctor told him "THIS is the cancer to get, of you have to get cancer." There will be some adjustment until they get her medication levels sorted out, but that's it.
Is ChiKat around? Didn't she have thyroid cancer?
I guess it really is one of those things where they take her thyroid out, and she won't have cancer any more.
Replace thyroid with kidney, and this is the same thing that happened to my mother, who passed her 5 year checkup with flying colors last year.
I'm taking today off because I'd rather be at home than deal with office Halloween "hijinks"--I've never worked in a really cool office--plus I like doing pagany things today.
However, the plan was derailed somewhat because Hubby's surgeon decided he needed some more tests before the next surgery on Nov. 13 and today got picked. It was fun seeing the costumes in the doctor's office. The test was the one Hubby dreads most, nerve induction, ie, stick a two-inch needle into the arm, run electricity into it, see what happens. He even told the doctor, "I'm a wimp about pain," before this. It's very distressing to be a loyal wife and not being able to smack someone who's causing your mate pain in the head. I just get to sit there while Hubby is shoving his arm in his mouth to keep from yelling. Still, mustn't hit the man holding the electrical control.
Still, I wore my Extra Sparkly Tiara of Taunting today, as opposed to Deena's Tiara of Creativity, and it was fun to watch people look at me in confusion, because that's all the costumey stuff I was wearing. It's a good day.
Okay, no more illnesses or injuries for you people. I mean it!
