List of Most Exciting Things That Happened To Me This Week
Radiation.
Radiation.
More Radiation.
Radiation (although I hardly consider that exiting now).
Nosila calling me from the top of the Empire State Building (one quick note on this: last time I was in New York, I was all of six and very asleep. So, you know, being called from the top of the Empire State Building was very, very...Very.).
Going to the park with all those Homeschoolers!!!
Carson saying he's moving to WISCONSIN OF ALL PLACES within four weeks (I tell you, my heart almost stopped beating. Wish *AHEM* would move...)
...And...That's it. I plan to do a lot of sleeping this weekend. Just to let you know.
Friday, June 30, 2006
Saturday, June 24, 2006
Okay. Here's how I am feeling right now:
Wonderful.
Marvelous.
Fabulous.
Just fine.
Not really, but you can imagine. I actually have a slight headache and some nausea, but you didn't need to know that.
Here's how I'll be feeling Monday:
Dreadful.
C'mon, I just had brain surgery. What did you expect?
I'll be starting Radiation Monday. Twelve weeks from that, I'll be doing Chemo, and then I'll be FREEEE!!!!!!!! Yay!
You people should see my dominant hand shake. (In case you were wondering, it's my right.) It's terrible. Honesly. I can barely hold a pen. I can barely write.
God.
On the up side, I just got a Pixie cut. For those of you who don't know, I used (emphasis on used, please) to have hair down to my hips. And I got it all cut off to give to Locks of Love, so some lucky stiff can have it as a wig.
Right now, it's up in a scarf. Paisely silk, for anyone who wants to know...
Ya know, not everything is very fair...
Wonderful.
Marvelous.
Fabulous.
Just fine.
Not really, but you can imagine. I actually have a slight headache and some nausea, but you didn't need to know that.
Here's how I'll be feeling Monday:
Dreadful.
C'mon, I just had brain surgery. What did you expect?
I'll be starting Radiation Monday. Twelve weeks from that, I'll be doing Chemo, and then I'll be FREEEE!!!!!!!! Yay!
You people should see my dominant hand shake. (In case you were wondering, it's my right.) It's terrible. Honesly. I can barely hold a pen. I can barely write.
God.
On the up side, I just got a Pixie cut. For those of you who don't know, I used (emphasis on used, please) to have hair down to my hips. And I got it all cut off to give to Locks of Love, so some lucky stiff can have it as a wig.
Right now, it's up in a scarf. Paisely silk, for anyone who wants to know...
Ya know, not everything is very fair...
Friday, June 09, 2006
Okay...good things.
Thinking. Good things.
Nothing.
Bad things.
Lots.
1. Head busted open last day of Oliver.
2. Don't know it till five days after, when
3. I wake up.
4. Can't type straight.
5. Ten days after surgery.
6. Nana, Mr. Smith, and Eamon are doing my room.
7. Green. Bright green. This is good.
8. Are also doing my floor.
9. This is just as good. If not better.
10. Forgot to mention:
A. Kelly sent (and is sending) cards every day. This is very sweet of her. How she got my many, many addresses, I'll never know...
B. Willem is staying over.
I'll let you know when I have more...
Thinking. Good things.
Nothing.
Bad things.
Lots.
1. Head busted open last day of Oliver.
2. Don't know it till five days after, when
3. I wake up.
4. Can't type straight.
5. Ten days after surgery.
6. Nana, Mr. Smith, and Eamon are doing my room.
7. Green. Bright green. This is good.
8. Are also doing my floor.
9. This is just as good. If not better.
10. Forgot to mention:
A. Kelly sent (and is sending) cards every day. This is very sweet of her. How she got my many, many addresses, I'll never know...
B. Willem is staying over.
I'll let you know when I have more...
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