I'm dying. In my throat. It's fucked-up-throat-itis. Very contagious. Watch out. Coming soon to a theater near you.
On the drive home from my Chemo-Doc today (had to get my blood checked, my port flushed, and just check in with her), I was suddenly hit by a fucked up feeling in the right side of my throat. Which is an area they're radiating every day...And it spread up to right under my ear like the I'm-about-to-get-a-fucked-up-ear-infection feeling. Just a minute ago my eyes got that itchy-burny feeling and I had to take the contacts out. Not sure if the radiation's fucking me up, or it's just a normal sickness.
I finally put on my big girl pants and had some of the Aloe Vera Juice I was supposed to be drinking this whole time. It tastes like NotTheLord, and burns when I swallow it. Fuck-tastic! Then my stomach started being nasty at me.
I bet you're thinking this day is pretty shitty eh? To top all that off, I got a lovely speeding ticket and an ass-chewing by a copper on the way to my doc's office this morning. I'll take the ticket douche muffin, you don't have to make me feel like an idiot too. WhatTheFuckEver.
I thought Guitar Hero was the hotness. Then I got Rock Band. HolyFuckingShit. Sweet action my friends. Sweet, sweet action.
I'm done with today, I'm ready for tomorrow.
Much love.
Re: The comments
Cher-You're on crack, but I love you.
IV-No full-frontal love. For anyone. Ever. How big is this box you speak of? 12 pack? 6?
Sushi-Suicide Girl? (Upon consulting the mighty Google): What the hell? Is it porn? Is it goth-ish girls gone wild? Some of them scare me.
BBC-I laughed. Thankfully, my head's really all that has hair showing back up at this point, so yeah...
IV-That's definitely a possibility.
TheTroll-That's so sweet. You must not visit often enough to know the truth.
Ooh, I just remembered, I get my port out monday! There's the rainbow at the end of the backed-up plumbing shitfest. (True Story. "The Shit" backed up into my bathtub. Yesterday. A plumber was called. I bleached the fuck out of my tub. We're all golden again. I'm gonna go get a popsicle and crash on the couch now.)
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the beer i buy comes in 36 packs... dont worry i'll drink it for you. after you pass out cheese and i will, ahem.... while yer asleep. kokanee used to come in flats of 24 in b.c. so what ever we drink its sure to flush your port out... good luck, we are sufferng from soar throught-itis as well...
port flushing is hot. i like to do it all night long
Oh sick. You have no idea just how nasty it is.
Even thinking of it makes me nauseous.
What is this ...aheming that is taking place while I'm asleep? Maybe I'd rather not drink with ya'all.
Congrats on getting the port out!
I feel so out of it for not having the slightest idea what those games are. I see them mentioned everywhere.
HAHAHAHAAA.... cher is a port tickler.... and the aheming? its what we do when the kids go to sleep... sometimes, when im not tired, doing my hair, too sore, reading a book... blah, blah, blah... hows it otherwise?
JUST THOUGHT OF SOMETHING DAMN FUNNY.... we should all sit around and have a glass of "port" sometime...
i kill me...
Hey, girlfriend,
Thanks for the sweet comment on my blog.
I'll sneak by every once in a while to see how you're doing.
Tena
I don't have you bookmarked, I just visit you sometimes when I see you comment on another blog.
I'm sorry about your cancer, I really am. But on this planet of chaos shit happens and we all end up dead so I'm very analytical about death.
Why? We are omnipresent, if one body doesn't work out we just move on to the next one.
Yeah, I know that it is hard to give up a life, you are hard wired to survive.
But when you do leave here be assured that you will still be here, okay?
Die? That really isn't a concept to an omnipresent spirit. Shoot, I haven't worried about that since I was 25 and woke up to the fact that in fact this body would die.
But it doesn't mean I will die, that you will die, it just means that a body will die.
Um, hugs. Bill
Hey !!!! You are not dying. Just a part of you will one day.
I think that the most interesting posts I ever blog about will be about my dying.
It will be the last most interesting I do in a lifetime I didn't expect to last this long.
I'm looking forward to blogging about my death in fact.
Death of a body, big deal, I hope that it happens during or right after a good climax.
Rock Band does kick the crap out of GHIII. We ste it up for the super bowl and it got heavy play, and many people said that they would buy it when they get the money.
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