That does help a little bit, thank you. Not a fan of driving in general, I feel like the cons outweigh the pros, but a drivers license is necessary if I’m going to do certain things, so I need to get it eventually. I’d like to be a safe driver when I do get it at least though, especially considering my family’s driving reputation bad driving is basically in my genetics on both sides of my family.
I only learned to keep my first job, but it is useful to have the skill and the licence as ID when you need it. I'm not a huge fan of driving, but I can get from A to B when needed. The hard part is maintaining awareness when you're driving on your own because you're used to having a more experienced pair of eyes chipping in. I do recommend practicing on quiet roads after the high of passing has cooled.
In a shocking turn of events, chemo sucks I felt okay for the couple of days after my first infusion, but then the backache set. The week-long backache that also became a headache. Then chemo mouth hit -- like having the entire inside of your mouth as badly burnt as you can imagine, to the extent that my punk ass was about crying just trying to drink water. Got a mouthwash that cleared that up, and finally got my back settled down, actually felt pretty good for a couple days ... Then found out that my white blood cell count is low, and had to get a couple shots to rile up my immune system, and of course it brought back that deep, bone marrow ache in my back. At this point it feels like me and cancer were just chillin' and then chemo came along and decided to kick both our asses, considering I didn't actually have any ill effects from the lymphoma! But the good news is that the mass went down significantly from just the first treatment, to the point that my oncologist's reaction to seeing me earlier this week was, "Oh, wow." I'm just hoping that we don't have to put off the second infusion because of this low white count nonsense.
@izzybot Stay strong, you got this and will kick ass and take names in no time. You have made it this far, so don't give in or give up.
@izzybot Stay strong, you got this and will kick ass and take names in no time. You have made it this far, so don't give in or give up.
@izzybot , this is you: This is you kicking cancer's ass: This is me, cheering you on: and sending you hugs: You got this.
@izzybot and this is your inspirational 80s cheesy theme song to keep you going through the hard times.
Guess who sent me a birthday card. Yup, him. Not really that bothered, but it has brought back memories I didn't want to think about, particularly today.
It's going in the box with everything else. Partly as evidence (just in case), and partly because part of me still can't let go It's ok, I'm fine, and I was expecting this. I'm certainly not going to dwell on it, not today of all days!
Yes, we do need a new mattress, but I've spent three consecutive days going from furniture store to furniture store, listening to Mrs A listen to a string of salespeople spin bullshit at her. I understand about 20% of what's being said, but I could spot upsells in Martian...
Reseal the envelope then send it back, marked not known at this address...get someone else to write that bit for you.
Writing Eulogies for my WIP is tough... specially when you try to make it convincing, hopefully it will be passable. ETA: Okay, writing the whole Funeral is proving difficult.
My mother sent me one, though I admit this would've gone before my emails did. It went straight to recycling (I made sure there was no money first, but if there were, I would've given it to charity). I'm keeping the ones from my colleagues though. It takes time to let things go, and how long that takes depends on you. Life is better when you're in the driving seat rather than letting someone else do the driving.
For rain, or for the bullshit the sales people are spewing at Mrs. A. in Ash's post above? ^^^ Just kiddin' Homes. I saw the bigass line of storms when I checked the weather this morning. I think we had some of them earlier in the week.
So... that's where we're at now, huh? ...really? Strapping an iPhone to the handlebars of your bike so you can face time while you ride your bike ? Hmm, alright.
Any event that would tax one in real life, is extremely difficult to write; if you have a soul. That's any type of abuse, death, love, mental disorder. Because in order do these things, you have to jump out of your current emotional state, which is probably happiness, and jump into that characters emotional state, via your own past, or the emotions you've felt from others in the past during these traumatizing events. Whenever I have to write about these things, it taxes me. So much so that I have to rest after doing them. Writing happy go-lucky / comedies are easy though. Its easy to be happy. Its easy to travel in the light, but when you have to venture in that darkness...whoo boy.