JZ that sucks. I'm so sorry.
Giles, if you would like to get by in American society, then you are going to have to follow our traditions. You're the patriarch. You have to host the festivities, or it's all meaningless.
Buffy ,'Sleeper'
Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Zenkitty - Jan 15, 2018 2:26:21 am PST #21014 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Jesse - Jan 15, 2018 2:44:55 am PST #21015 of 30002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Oh no, JZ. Best of luck to your brother.
sj - Jan 15, 2018 3:50:43 am PST #21016 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Oh, JZ! I'm so sorry. Tons of treatment~ma for him.
-t - Jan 15, 2018 3:59:12 am PST #21017 of 30002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
I'm so sorry, JZ.
lisah - Jan 15, 2018 4:14:45 am PST #21018 of 30002
Punishingly Intricate
Ugh, JZ, that sucks. Hope his treatment goes smoothly and successfully.
Steph L. - Jan 15, 2018 5:32:29 am PST #21019 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Oh, JZ, I'm so sorry. I hope his treatment goes well and his recovery is uneventful and quick.
Burrell - Jan 15, 2018 5:35:17 am PST #21020 of 30002
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
I am so sorry JZ, sending your brother lots of blessings for a good treatment and recovery
meara, that sounds tough. I don't know how you teach someone a thing before they are ready to learn it.
Sheryl - Jan 15, 2018 6:29:10 am PST #21021 of 30002
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Timelies all!
I'm so sorry, JZ.
JZ - Jan 15, 2018 6:50:18 am PST #21022 of 30002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
I am so scared for him -- it's not a curable cancer, not even with stem cell transplants; the best you can do is manage it and slow the progression (there are a handful of people who have lived 20+ years with it, but they're not sure why yet).
From everything I've read, it's something you manage and fend off and eventually it takes you down. 10% of the people with it get taken down in the first year of active cancer; 10% of the 1-year survivors within the second year; 10% of those within the third year, and then the fourth and fifth, and then it's either very bad or you're one of the 10-20 and beyond outliers, but there's no way to know which until you get there.
He's determined (but he must be scared shitless, or he wouldn't be taking leave from work with a handful of weeks to go before Opening Day (he's been in Korea putting together all the tech for the NBC satellite feed for the Olympics)). His husband is frightened. Our mom is a wreck. Our dad is unreadable. Haven't talked to the other brother or SIL yet.
I am trying not to freak the fuck out, because I know that in the ring theory of personal disaster, I am a couple of rings out from center and I can't dump in. So I'm dumping on Hec, who is feeding me coffee and hairpats and love because he is a good, good soul.
Dana - Jan 15, 2018 6:55:11 am PST #21023 of 30002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Forget theories (unless they help you). You are allowed to freak if you need to freak, and we are also here to be freaked out upon.