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Irony and Inauguration

 I know my irritation of  people and their taking for granted their lives gets old at times as I voice my irritations, but I'm just trying to open people's eyes before it's too late.  I'm not trying to be a pain in the ass, although I know I'm good at that at times haha!  I only have recently figured it out myself.  

Three years ago today I was getting ready to chop my boobies off.  I had also chosen to not have any kind of reconstruction, as a mastectomy and reconstruction is not the boob job most people think it is.  I knew the risks involved; recurrent cancer hiding below the implant going undetected, your body rejecting the implants, many surgeries and possible infections galore, and if the skin is so thin the implant can actually bust through the skin at any time.  Therefore, I chose no boobies.  I was devastated.  Thought it was possibly the worst day of my life.  I was losing part of my womanhood.  And it took me a few years to accept my new body.  And life went on.  

Ironically, one year ago today I lost the last of my hair from the toxic chemo that I was taking for my breast cancer recurrence.  Now I was boobless and yes, bald as a baby's ass, and my fiance of 7 years had just left me for another woman.  And again I was devastated and thought it was the worst thing in the world and life couldn't get any worse.  But I got used to my bald head and wearing my turban hats and once again life went on.  I healed and bought a Jeep and was ready to live my new life.  Thankful for a third chance and forever changed by what I had been through over the last two years.  

Today we ushered in a new President of the United States.  Half of my friends and family on Facebook and in my own house spent the day bitter and still convinced the election was stolen and spewed hatred and hateful comments.  The other half were elated and happy and thrilled with today's pomp and circumstance and pagentry.  The statements "not my president", "we're doomed", "just wait and see" were just a few of the non-positive statements I saw.  I was actually absolutely amused as these same statements came out of the mouths of the elated and thrilled folks just four short years ago and they were ridiculed then for making these statements, yet here they were doing the same.  You see folks were all alike.  We are all human.  And most importantly what makes us all unique is our ability to think for ourselves and form our own opinions.  And what makes us adults is being able to have conversations and thoughts without hatred.  And let's all be totally honest EVERY SINGLE politician has been groomed and are all basically the same at the level we ushered in today.  They don't give a rats ass about you, only their popularity and wallets.  The results are not going to affect your every day life.  As witnessed through this pandemic, you should be more worried about your local government and their power as they are the ones calling the shots in each state, not the big dogs in Washington, who again, could give a rats ass about you.  

I only make the above statement because there was so much energy over the last few months regarding the above.  Energy you could have been focusing on your family and friends.  Forming new bonds.  Volunteering.  Doing your part to make the little part of your world a better place and spreading love and friendship instead of mean and hateful things towards people who think a feel differently than you.  

Here's the punch line folks......... There is absolutely NOTHING that bad to cause such stress and rifts between friends and families, nothing......... EXCEPT when the doctor walks into that office and says I'm sorry there's not a cure for this.  You have 3-6 months to live and you should get your things in order.  Now that there is what I call a shitty devastating life altering day.  Everything else is just distractions and stress causing bumps in the road.  One of my high school best friends ex was diagnosed this weekend with my exact diagnosis.  He still has two teenage boys at home and works in the restaurant industry.  Please add him to your prayer list as well.  This disease is beginning to attack younger and younger people and the doctors are baffled at the alarming rate.  It makes me so angry sometimes.  I watch older people on TV and on Facebook and I cry and get angry and say why me and it's not fair.  But as we all know, life is definitely not fair! 

Today is the anniversary of an amazing friend who lost his son in a car wreck 8 years ago today.  He was getting ready to graduate from high school.  Life is short.  And not fair.  This folks is life changing.  Not an election and a new President.  

So tonight, try to go to bed with a forgiving and renewed heart and give this new administration a chance and try to share and post less items that haven't came from your beautiful minds! And pray you never have to experience what really is the worst thing that can possibly happen to you.  I feel ashamed for some of my friends who have focused so much energy on worrying about this that it has affected their mental health and how they are functioning in life.  It has taken away their happiness.  I pray our country can start healing and everyone goes into the next year with positive thoughts and forgiveness.  Spend more time with your families and friends and less time worrying about what the big rich ass holes in Washington are doing because they sure as hell are not worrying about you! 

I say a prayer every day for our country to heal and for God to grant me a miracle of health and extended life.  I would welcome everyone to join me in these prayers and I would feel blessed to have any and all of the prayers! 

Just remember without your health you have absolutely nothing, please take care of yourselves out there my wonderful prayer warriors!  

Terminal in Coronaville

 While most people are celebrating at home this year with small gatherings due to the pandemic and they are celebrating the fact that 2020 is going out the door and 2021 is being welcomed in with open arms with a new hope of the upcoming year to be much better than the past year, there is a small community of us that are not quite as excited about rolling over into a new year.  

You see there is a group of terminally ill folks around the world that, in the last few months, have been given an expiration date that will more than likely, unless God intervenes and gives us a miracle, happen to us in 2021.  I was reading a post today from another pancreatic cancer fighter and she posted something close to my thoughts above and it finally hit me why I was so angry about this day and all of the happy new year wishes and posts today.   I too have been given an expiration date that is supposed to happen in 2021.  So if I've been a little grumpy, sad or aloof these past few weeks, this is the reason.  And while I will never give up and wholly plan on being here to welcome in 2022 next year, I am very aware of the statistics and the giant deck stacked against me.  So I have foregone the NYE celebrations or TV shows or anything associated with welcoming in a new year that may take my life.  Instead mom and I watched Christmas Vacation and forgot it was the new year as much as we could.  

The double edged sword of this diagnosis in the middle of a pandemic is horrible.  While, in the past, when someone had been given a terminal diagnosis they were able to travel, go to dinner with friends, visit friends and family and live out their last days checking their bucket lists and surrounded by their families.  But in the middle of a pandemic, none of that is possible.  Instead it is a very lonely and sad existence.  So while tonight, if it was not the middle of Coronaville, I might be out with friends at least celebrating what may possibly be my last new years eve and doing it up right with my friends and family.  This pandemic is ruining what could be the last days of my life and things I want to accomplish before I leave this earth.  I guess in a way it will push me even harder to fight to stay alive to see another Birthday, Christmas and NYE and celebrate these milestones with a bang! Hopefully soon Coronaville will be a thing of the past and I can start checking that bucket list off!  

For now, I will be working, and going to chemo and praying 100x a day for a miracle.  And praying that Covid calms down so I can go to the beach with my family and friends and something even as small as going to diner with family and friends.  

I dreaded Christmas for weeks.  Cried daily thinking it could be my last.  But I prayed to God to give me peace and calmness to enjoy Christmas without worry of it being my last one.  My prayers must have worked because Christmas with my family gave me a new strength I needed to get through a few more months. I needed that gathering of all of us and love and happiness.  Something I haven't felt in months.  I was truly blessed to be with all of them this year.  I took a chance on Covid and thank goodness it looks like it paid off and all is well with my family.  I am so glad that I did.  

Monday I will have a very important call with an Oncologist from the Mayo Clinic and praying he will agree to take me on as a patient.  Hopefully I will be traveling to Rochester at some point in the next couple of months.  I believe that will give me the best chance at trials and a lot more expertise as well.  So Monday will be a big day for me for sure! 

In four short months it will be spring and I pray I am thriving and I can start to get back outdoors with friends and family for dinners, walks in the park, and just enjoying life outside, even if Covid is still here.  Hopefully I am too! 

For now I am blessed to have all of my prayer warriors and people who love and care about me.  Please do not stop the prayers because I believe that will be my way toward beating this ugly beast and hopefully will buy me some more years on this earth! Love you all! 

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