Congratulations Aimee Star!
Jayne ,'The Train Job'
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.
Dun-da-da-da-duun-duh, Dun-da-da-da-daah...
(The graduation song, in case you can't tell).
Congratulatations, Graduate!
Wooooooooooooooooooooot!!!!! Aimee!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Empress, Graduate, Camel-lover.
Woohooo!
Yay!
Awesomecakes!
Thank you for all the birthday wishes, they were wonderful.
Hubby has finished his second round of chemo, currently napping with the cat. Expected side effects are increased physical instability, possible confusion, mood swings, grumpiness, skin peeling. He says he expects his skin to look like Liberace's by the end of it.
This particular cocktail is designed to do things to his RNA and DNA to interfere with cell growth etc. I told him he deserved to get super powers out of this.
"I do have super powers. Super shedding and super naps. I have the powers of a cat."
My experience has been that all chemo leads to mood swings and grumpiness.
One of the worst things about this round was seeing everyone else on the oncology floor and seeing how badly they looked. Hubby pointed out that this was where the people came who were running out of options and that he was told that a lot of the way a person handled it was in their attitude. He's going down clawing, so he's much better off than they are. I have to keep reminding myself that i'm married to a mutant Viking with cat super powers, not one of the poor waiflike people who are struggling and that I don't think his body structure will let him be waiflike. Then again, if he falters, we'll probably be dealing with his zombie mother back from the grave to kick him in the butt.
Yes, I married into a family of people raised by wolves. My brother-in-law's wife and I have shared many a sympathetic head shake.