'Trash'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Dear Ann Romney: DCIS is not breast cancer. It is not invasive. It may a very early precursor to breast cancer. It has a near 100 percent survival rate.
Yes, the MS sucks, but as a person who has really faced breast cancer, I resent your playing that card.
I thought she had breast cancer. So is that a lie too?
Which I will not get to watch until goodness knows when.
We'll likely get it through Amazon tomorrow or the next day, and will invite you for the viewing!
Went out to a beer event, which was fun. I should probably blog.
She had a DCIS lesion and was treated either with a lumpectomy or radiation. The articles vary. Either of those options usually completely prevent recurrence. Because of the increased use of mammograms, doctors are finding more DCIS lesions and it's heavily over-treated. There's a current debate as to whether most types should be treated by watchful waiting, like some stages of prostate cancer.
The pollen count is high here which is making me tired and therefore exacerbating my depression.
Man, I've been exhausted for the past couple of weeks. Damned ragweed, I didn't even think about my allergies making me tired.
Okay, ready for fall now! Go away, pollen!
Man, I've been exhausted for the past couple of weeks. Damned ragweed, I didn't even think about my allergies making me tired.
It hit me all at once when we got back from Colorado. My allergies were non-existent there, but my asthma was much worse.
How are you doing with your treatment, Ginger? I have been able to read here so infrequently in the past few weeks I may have missed updates. You have been on my mind.
It makes me want to sleep all the time and I have varied gastrointestinal issues. I've had several blood transfusions, because I'm still not making red blood cells. It all sucks up way too much of my time. I am also scared and broke and depressed that I don't feel well enough to be a venue captain at the book festival this weekend. I am doing a four-hour shift tomorrow as a regular volunteer, at least, so I won't break my streak of volunteering at every festival. Anyway, it's not a particularly cheerful subject, and I don't see the point of depressing everyone else. It does make me want to lash out at people like Romney's wife, who had what I view as a minor inconvenience.
Nothing to see here. Move along.