I’m still alive and well. Things got tough for a bit but I’m still here.

Results of MRI show no new tumors and remaining tumors have decreased in size substantially. I’ll take it.

Happy holidays my friends. May your hearts be as full as you plates and stomach tomorrow.

I’m DONE with radiation. Now I wait to see what we’re doing next. Chemo most likely. Just not sure which kind. But I did it. And I’m getting stronger. I’m still tired a lot but go through what I’ve been through and see if you’re tired. I’m tired but I still make myself get up and be productive. Today after radiation I swept and mopped the entire house and cleaned the bathrooms. I’m about to tackle dishes after a short rest. If I can do it, anyone can.

Good morning friends. A short update. I’m doing as well ass possible. I’m halfway done with my second round of radiation therapy. I see my oncologist next week to start another round of chemo. Things are tough but I’m tougher. We’re hoping and praying for good results on my next MRI. But in the meantime I’m still here. I’m still feisty. I’m still fighting. (h)

When I am dead, my dearest BY CHRISTINA ROSSETTI When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet; And if thou wilt, remember, And if thou wilt, forget. I shall not see the shadows, I shall not feel the rain; I shall not hear the nightingale Sing on, as if in pain: And dreaming through the twilight That doth not rise nor set, Haply I may remember, And haply may forget.

I’m doing as well as possible. Saw my oncologist today and we’re leaning away from actual surgery to a trial type laser/radiation surgery. I’m still fighting. I’m still kicking. I’m still me. Love and miss you all.

Follow up MRI shows growth of remaining tumors and new tumors. Not sure of the next steps but we’re continuing with current round of treatments. I see my neurosurgeon tomorrow and hope for answers. It’s possibly more surgery and all that entails. Thanks for all the well wishes, prayers, and good vibes. I’m still kicking. Just hot as high and not as hard.

Still kicking. Treatment is going as planned. Minimal side effects this time. Just hoping to stay out of the hospital for a while.

First full week of chemo and radiation done. Now just to keep moving forward.

FUCK YOU CANCER!!!

Feeling so much better

Covid sucks. I’m lucky that I haven’t had it before no. But it sucks still.

Merry Christmas everyone

Happy Thanksgiving everyone. I have so much to be thankful for.

I need a a 6 hour massage.

If you were really upset that your brother is dying, you wouldn’t be here on Fubar sending messages. Especially to me. I don’t have time for drama, lies, bullshit, or shady and childish “men”. Trust me when I say that I’ll hurt your feelings and not think twice about it.

TGIF!!!!

It amuses me when some people send me private messages. The latest one says “You have some nice cleavage hun”. I haven’t replied as you yet, but feel as if I should reply to that as if I’m honored it was said. Like “I have all my own teeth as well” or “My gracious thank you for noticing. It had already been 5 minutes since the last man noticed”. You’ll have to excuse me. I think I need to see my chiropractor. I pulled something rolling my eyes so hard.

I’m pretty. I’m educated. I’m smart. I’m established. I work. I cook. I smoke meat better that most competition smokers. I’m an overall badass.