First off guys, thanks for all the support. I can't say that enough. This blog sometimes functions as the wheel on which I can spin a hunk of my thoughts and emotions. I spin that hunk of clay for a while in my head and then with my husband and then through my keyboard. After a while my feelings take shape, I fire that puppy, and slap it on the shelf. The more lumpy, lopsided, negative thoughts I eventually yank down and smash to bits, but I feel like I've got to pull those hunks of grouchiness out and work through them otherwise they gum up the works. Otherwise, I'm stuck with a heart full of oogy stuff.
It's amazing how a bunch of comments from friends, many of them people I've never met in the wetware world, can lift me up over the dark waters. My situation may have remained the same (poopy), but at least I am facing it with my lopsided grin and a renewed sense of Zombie Warrior bitchiness.
Secondly, I think I am Wolverine, save for the retracting claws, scads of body hair, cigar chomping, and Canadianess. So maybe I'm more like Wolverine's distant cousin..
My hair is coming back and at a pretty quick pace. It's about 1/3 to 1/2 an inch all around. We're not sure so far if it looks any different from the hair I used to have. My mom thinks it looks darker, but The Mister is not convinced. I have seen a bit of a reddish sheen in certain light. Here I am regenerating at a snappy pace.
Then yesterday before my bone marrow biopsy (number 7!), I again warned the pathologists that I am hard of bone and that previous pathologists have had a bit of a struggle getting through. During the procedure, the resident had to let the attending take over to complete the puncture of my hip. She could not quite get enough muscle behind the needle. She jokingly chided me to "lay off the calcium". I'm not sure if he was teasing me or not, but the attending also chided me. For bending the tip of his needle.
Bones of steel, bub.
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You go girl! At least you don't have to worry about any broken hips because of a fall or anything.
I can't say how much I would like to be there to give you a great big hug right now. You are always in our prayers. We love you.
To quote The Waterboy, "YOU CAN DO IT!"
Sturdy Athlete is our motto!
Carol
(((hugs)))
I've been a nervous wreck the past 24 hours thinking of you. If worrying could cure cancer, you'd be complete healed by now. I'll be holding my breath til I hear good news...
Ms. Pink-
Wolverine is a fabulous image. Now, I'm going to add the image of Wolverine on top of the MurderTank to my vision of the MT careening through your veins, blasting cancerous cells.
That, plus my new mantra of "AlabamaPink WILL beat the odds," is what I'm doing to feel like I'm helping. If you're not part of the solution... and all of that.
I think I still have a Buns of Steel workout tape. Hmmmm. Maybe we should start filming you..... Glad you showed the needle who was boss!
Hey girl. I am glad to be able to find your blog for more info. You are in my prayers and thoughts.
Robin (Rath) Laubscher
Praying for you!!
RAWR!!!
Nothin' but love, 'Bama. Nothin' but love.
I have to say that I do admire your tanacity and faith.
You are a wonderwomen. That is a women who is stopped by nothing. Who will keep pushing forward to the victory that your future holds. You frineds and family and others, like me, from cyberspace have you surrounded with prayers. Today us Friday and we all prayer for good news today.
I agree "YOU CAN DO IT!" I'm praying for you.
Each time I get to your blog I am uplifted by the spirit and determination that exudes from your mind, down your arms, through your fingertips and finally shared for all to see on this called the World Wide Interweb. Keep on fighting Wolvie and I'm praying for you.
Girl you are MIGHTY! That's all I wanted to say.
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