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Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[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.
WindSparrow - Mar 25, 2014 9:04:07 am PDT #10073 of 30002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Connie Neil - Mar 25, 2014 10:05:02 am PDT #10074 of 30002
brillig
So my day off work to decompress has sort of backfired. Went with Hubby to his appointment with the surgeon who was going to clear out the place where they pulled a lymph gland for the biopsy, it's been swelling etc.
So yes, cancer is behaving. Now, about that rampant MRSA infection . . .
The chemo is on hold until--if--they can get that knocked down. As the surgeon said, "This will kill you faster than the cancer will." He was supposed to be on heavy antibiotics after his hospital stay for the last chemo. Nearly a month ago. He wasn't. MRSA's been playing free for weeks and is widespread.
We were at the pharmacy to pick up the latest drugs, we were obviously not coping well. We've been going to this pharmacy for years, they're very nice, and gregarious Hubby has chatted with them outside the store for a while. So one of them pops out, puts her arm around me, and says "Would you like a hug?" I manage to say quietly, "No, thank you." Instead of "What the hell! Stop touching me!" She goes "Oh, I'm sorry," and scurries back behind the counter. And I feel like an utter heel for rejecting her spontaneous gesture of caring.
I'm going to eat sushi while Hubby eat ice cream while we watch Frozen.
ION, there's a letter in the mail box from an energy company telling me I shouldn't have to put up with the uncertainty of wondering if my mineral rights will be productive and that I should sell them all to that company. So I guess that's real.
Connie Neil - Mar 25, 2014 10:05:15 am PDT #10075 of 30002
brillig
Not worth seeing twice.
Steph L. - Mar 25, 2014 10:17:23 am PDT #10076 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Ugh, Connie. What fuckery to come out of the blue. The doctor's correct that MRSA is tough, but with treatment -- even in a patient who's undergone chemo -- MRSA can be wiped out. If your husband can shrink his tumors, he can kill some bacteria. What's a handful of bacteria to a Viking?
But you eat the hell out of that sushi. You deserve it.
sj - Mar 25, 2014 10:19:46 am PDT #10077 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I'm sorry you didn't get a break today, Connie. You and your DH certainly deserve one. I second everything Teppy said.
Sue - Mar 25, 2014 10:24:01 am PDT #10078 of 30002
hip deep in pie
Oh no, Connie! Hoping that it's cleared up ASAP.
Hil R. - Mar 25, 2014 10:24:25 am PDT #10079 of 30002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Ugh, Connie.
I'm feeling somewhat better this afternoon. A nap and some Zyrtec helped. Also just got an email from another university wanting to schedule a phone interview with me, but the salary they're offering is so ridiculously low for the job that I don't think I'll do it.
Zenkitty - Mar 25, 2014 10:33:50 am PDT #10080 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Connie, what a shitty thing to have to deal with on top of everything else. May your Viking pillage and burn that MRSA.
Laura - Mar 25, 2014 11:40:58 am PDT #10081 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.
Ugh, Connie! I'm sorry for the nasty surprise. Pillage and burn ~ma for sure.
Connie Neil - Mar 25, 2014 11:50:35 am PDT #10082 of 30002
brillig
Oh, and thank you, Spartacus, whoever you are.