I'm sorry, ita.
'Objects In Space'
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Oh ita, I'm so sorry. How rotten. Is there anything I can do for you?
Oh no, ita. What's the story?
So sorry, ita. Fuck cancer, indeed.
So, my mother has cancer.
Fuck!
You've had better weeks, huh?
I'm sorry.
Thanks guys. I'm a bit gobsmacked. This explains my parents' odd behaviour yesterday and over the weekend. Me, I'm at a loss. I want to go home, but I don't want to make a big deak of it.
Ugh. I have to get home and get the rental and have my car towed to the collision centre.
Oh, ita. I'm sorry. I hope for a good, healthy resolution.
:-( I'm so sorry, ita. Do they know the prognosis yet?
brenda, so much coping~ma to you. Stress, regardless of its source, is a bitch, and I'm sorry you're feeling overwhelmed.
Oh, ita. I'm so sorry. I really wish you didn't have to deal with this. If you want to commiserate, feel free to email/call me. If you want to go home, go home. Cancer's a big deal regardless, and unless it expressly violates your mother's wishes, being there with her will do you both good.
Fuck cancer with a rusty chainsaw sideways without any lube. I am so goddamned sick of this disease touching people I care about.
Fuck cancer so hard. I'm sorry, ita.