Monday, May 24, 2010

Attack of the 50 foot Woman

I've always been lucky this way. Like the morning after getting married, first day of my honeymoon, and

I start my period.

I was so excited to get to my "good days" after chemo, and then, oh no are you kidding me? Ugh.

I have always been lucky this way.

Aren't you glad you are reading this blog?

How would you like to be a boy in this house with a lady on chemo on her period?

Remember that old sci-fi movie Attack of the 50 foot Woman?" I think she threw a car and everything.

I am The Attack of the 5'0" Woman. I don't know if I could throw a car, but I might be able to plug an immersion blender into my chemo port and whip some huevos into a souffle.

Scared yet?

I keep meaning to say hi and thank everyone for all the wonderful comments from the Peanut Gallery. The ones you've posted, the ones you've emailed and texted and just in general, all the love.

All the love.

You like me, you really like me.

Some of you younger kids won't get all the fabulous references I make throughout this blog.

Anyway people, thank you thank you thank you for all the love and support and offers of help, the hugs and kisses and text messages and especially the money shots.

For those of you who have posted a comment on the blog, could you make a comment how you did it? I've had a few people want to post a comment and couldn't figure out how to do it. Do you need a google account?

I love the feedback. I love knowing you're there and reading. It feels really good. Yulie, you crazy girl spilling all the shit from work.

Today I had a visit from a fairy goddess. On old old dear dear friend of mine, we go way way back. She was the first friend I made when I moved to the Bay Area in 1982.

We are a force to be reckoned with when we are together. The behavior is loud and raucous, the humor could put Roseanne Barr and Lorena Bobbitt under the table.

The fairy goddess told a great story about when she and now ex-husband and son went for a day of kayaking. Fairy decided to head back to shore while father and son ventured out farther. She became very worried when hours and hours passed with no sign of them.

She found a park ranger and he helped with the search, combing the horizon with his binoculars. They searched for some time until he finally said "wait I think I see a blue kayak..."

"I don't care about the blue kayak (the one husband was in). What about the yellow kayak?

WHAT ABOUT THE YELLOW KAYAK MAN?"

Funny funny funny.

Hello you old fairy goddess you. Thank you for coming today and for my presents. Feels like old times. Why did we let so long pass and not ignite the chinese firecracker that always happens when you and I are together? I love you.

This is one of the amazing parts of this cancer gig.

The things that fall away.

The things that come back to you.

It's a trip.

Regarding the things that fall away, it was shocking how much of my hair was on the comb this morning. I guess it's starting.

I had to cry a little. The ugly cry.

Flopsy said she's sorry. She's really sorry.

It's ok girl.

I forgive you.

1 comment:

masonmft said...

Hey everyone reading Deb's blog. Yes you need a google account or one of the other choices listed below in the comment as: list. Just don't ask me how to do any of those other thingies. As a matter of fact don't even ask me how I set up the google account other than I muddled through their directions the first time I tried to post. Good luck and lot's of love to you Deb.

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