Hey Leda! This is Hoss from br.com. I just bought a juicer and I thought about you, so after a little detective work...here you are. Great story, huh? Anyway, good to be reading your blog/log again. I'll leave you with a preschool joke you may or may not have heard:
Q: How do you make a tissue dance? A: Put a little boogie in it.
A single woman in my fifties, in debt, no income, no health insurance, and then that grapefruit-sized tumor wedged between my lungs turns out to be a malignant high-grade highly aggressive stage IV lymphoma. How much worse can it get? Bwahahaha! Stay tuned and find out.
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*sends you cranberry concentrate juice and crystalized ginger for nausea* xoxo *~Sarah
Hey Leda! This is Hoss from br.com. I just bought a juicer and I thought about you, so after a little detective work...here you are. Great story, huh? Anyway, good to be reading your blog/log again. I'll leave you with a preschool joke you may or may not have heard:
Q: How do you make a tissue dance?
A: Put a little boogie in it.
Chemo beats the shit out of you. I know.
But it also beats the absolute fucking shit out of lymphoma.
As shitty as you feel - imagine the arse kicking that the cancer cells are getting.
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