I just sent a snippy e-mail to my oncologist.
Yeah. Hope the lungs are much happier soon.
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I just sent a snippy e-mail to my oncologist.
Yeah. Hope the lungs are much happier soon.
Holy jesus, pneumonia? In someone with compromised immunity?
To a hammer, everything looks like a nail.
Not to indulge too many of my own issues, but oncologists seem to have horrible tunnel vision. Maybe they have to, it's got to be a grueling specialty, but it seems they're dealing with a checksheet of symptoms and reactions, not a person who may be feeling overwhelmed.
And that's enough of that for me for the moment. Get well soon, Ginger's lungs.
I'm so glad you saw the PCP for a second opinion, Ginger. This means oncologist backs off and lets you recover, yes?
Yikes, Ginger. Much lung~ma to you.
Well, I'm sorry, but I'm glad.
Oh jeez, Ginger. Lots of lung ~ma.
Damn, Ginger. That's some bullshit.
I am dealing with Well Meaning White Folks on fb who preach that we are all the same and can we just stop talking about race, please. ISTFG.
All Microbes Matter.
Not sure if my satire is more diected at Ginger's oncologist or the white people smonster is dealing with.
Now I want to start a hashtag, #notallprokaryotes.
Well don't you do that, billlytea.