Having some roast fowl and ale with Will Shakespeare. Ask us anything.
Rough day in GD today. Got ripped up one side and down the other by defenders of smokers' rights. Tough crowd. I need a drink...
How is everyone tonight?
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PT was rough today. I'm having to learn how to walk and carry myself all over again.....at my age.
I'm waiting on a biopsy of a skin cancer that was done last week. I may need to have it worked on for a 3rd time.
There's a tumor on a salivary gland, and now I need to have a biopsy of that.
I am discouraged.
Don't mean to dump on you...but you did ask!
When does it get better? Not that either you or Will would know...
I'm sorry you had a tough time in GD. Yeah, I know about those smokers' rights types. It is a tough crowd. Ugh.
And Roger Ebert died. That hit me hard.
Tell Will I said thank you for the love and kisses...they truly help! 
Have you at least gotten a poem out of it? SOmething rant-y, I'm thinking.
I can't rant when I'm down.....I need to be pissed off for that.
That poem I shared with you is part of this...
Some days can be rough and others can be a joy. It can be hard not to be discouraged, but usually it actually does get better. And I'm convinced that you're still going to be around when I'm gone, so there's that. 
Thank you, sweetie...
LFR!
You can pour me a tankard though.
Sorry about you day in GD. There are times that it can make the angels weep.
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You stated that you could you use one, so I gave you one. Then Peggy showed up, I said hi to her and that was that. Well you lucky devil, I have some free time to bore you with my days BS. And you might want to pore yourself a little shot and I'll smoke a bowl while I type, k?
So tonight, I found out that the tumor in my right abdominal area has seen the most aggressive growth since the last pet scan. It grew from 2 mm to 11 mm in 90 days more or less. I can't name specific dates, because after 10 pet scans, you start to get them mixed up a bit. Anyway, The doc says that that one concerned him the most of the other 6 tumors. The numbness in both outer thighs is being caused by one of the tumors (not the 11 mm) and is putting pressure on some nerves in my back. I thought that was good news, really. So, then we talked about some other things that are wrong with my vessel, but I did have a chance to tell him about one of his office staff, her name is $%^&* and she is like the worst office help in the fucking world. I tell him that I called to get a refill on a drug called Votrient (pazopanib) and was phone tagged to her cubicle of hell, by the way, the doc was on a two week (well deserved) vacation when $%^&* acted like a bitch. I tell $%^&* that CuraScript won't refill my prescription that the doctor had ordered me to take, because he had not authorize it. He did sort of drop the ball, but not really, a few phone calls and it was all in the right order. Little $%^&* problem was she did not have any information about CuraScript's phone number or address and she wanted me to look it up and get her the info. I couldn't understand why it was my job to find that information and give it to her? I then questioned her ability to do her job, because she had fucked up my other refills so many times I did not trust anything they handed me until I completely inspected the prescription for all the t's crossed and the i's dotted. I would get looks from the office staff like "What you don't trust us?" as a joke kinda thing in the beginning, but after almost 2 years of the same shit from $%^&* fucking it up almost like a clock, they now completely cooperate with my little game. So, the doc is listening and still nodding his head up and down real slow, when he says "I really do not like her either, She's almost gone. I do not do any hiring of staff, except my personal assistant, Jennifer (an angel). This is the first time I have of heard of this and I am glad you told me." He did seem truly surprised and I hope he can help get her gone. I hate to wish people lose their jobs, but sometimes some folks should not do certain jobs for glaring reasons. Oh crap, dinner is here. I'll post some more if you still want to chat, the tummy is growling real hard right now though, (the medical pot gives me the munchies) Enjoy the wine Aristus. Peace.
I wish you pain-free... 
and any time you want to drink a glass of wine, while I enjoy my state medical, inbetween a nice chat on DU or just sit quiet in a thread and just be, I am game. Peace.
and enjoy your munchies.
elleng and as a matter of fact it's time for ice cream, thanks for reminding me. 
Enjoy!
I hope you will have much better care once that woman is gone!
I wish you increasing wellness too.
I hope you enjoyed your ice cream!
It's been one little thing after another, it all adds up sometimes. I am going to the Hospital on Monday for a two day stay? I have a hard time swallowing my food most of time lately, so the doc said he wants to run some tests and that it would be easier to that as an inpatient rather than an outpatient? I'd just like to swallow food a little easier than I can now. I use to be a pig (over eater) no offense to pigs intended btw, but that's really changed. Was at 185 lbs., down to 169 lbs. cancer or nor food? probably a combination of both. The good news was that the doc at Stanford said that there maybe a trial medical treatment that I may be a good candidate for. Wish I knew more about that, only thing I can remember is the Stanford called the program CG-27. Means zip/nada to me. Anyway, live well Peggy and I will try to do the same. Peace.
I was a patient there a long time ago...back in 1965! They called it the waffle iron then, because of the architecture.
I won't be able to eat ice cream for awhile? That would be devastating. 
Peace.
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