I am DONE Adulting!

 

Oh what a day yesterday was.....

I don't even know where to start. 

First off I have a job. One that is driving me insane. Isn't a job suppose to be fun, challenging and exciting? Ummm....This one drags me down so far I have a hard time pulling myself up. It is not the paperwork, I love the "JOB" itself, but some people just don't know how to be good employers.

But that is ok, I am looking and praying, and I know God will hear me. 

I get home, and do my chores. Seems like I have so many chores these days. Never use to bother me and I looked forward to them, but my back issues hurt so bad at times, it brings me down to my knees. RELIEF is at my knees. Bent over with tears falling on the ground! 

Oh doctors won't do any thing. Been down that road. they just want to drug you up and send you home with exercises that makes my back hurt worse. I have degenerated disks. I need them fixed. I am to active!  

Then we go to town to do a bit of grocery shopping as I needed a few things. Well a few things ended up being $149.00 in just a few things. Gosh things have gotten so expensive! 

On the way home we stop at TACO BELL for dinner. I know....it is not really dinner, but at least it makes a turd. To begin with, I should of known things would go to shit in a hand basket soon. 

There was a sign on the door to use the OTHER DOOR pointing to the one that faces the highway. Umm how odd is that. So we go in and we place an order. I state I wanted a Steak Power bowl salad and a small nachos. The order taker immediate jumps on that wagon and said they don't have nachos. (I understand they are not called that but I could not read the menu so I just said forget it.) and just ordered the power bowl. "Is this to go or eat in?" she asked. "I said we will eat it here."

Rick places his order.

Our order was out right quick and so we sit down to eat. I hand Rick his order, and I pull out my delicious smelling steak salad. Ummmm...no fork to eat with. How Odd I thought. So I go up to the counter....

While I watch workers run around, and am being ignored, I wave my hand to catch the eye of one of the employees:

"Mam'am....."

She walks over to the counter and says, "Yes?"

I said: "Can I get a Fork Please?"

She looks at me funny and says, "A fork?" (Like it was a foreign object)

I said "Yes, I need something to eat my salad with."

(Here is the clincher!)

She said: "We do not have any forks. We only have knifes."

I was dumbfounded! I Said, "How am I to eat my salad?"

The only reply she had was, "We did not get any forks in our shipment this week, only knifes." and turned around and walked away!

It took me a minute to compose myself, walk back to the table, put our food back in the bag it was delivered to us in, and walk out the DOOR WE WERE NOT SUPPOSE TO USE, and went home to eat! 

YES....I AM DONE ADULTING FOR A FEW DAYS, Possibly weeks!

Shrinkage.......

 

We all know what this is. 

As we get older we are not as limber as we once were.

Most things shrink with age too. 

And our arms are one of them. 

So when it came time for a friend of ours to need some suppositories the ole arms were just not long enough to do the job. 

So in comes the:

THE SUPPOSITORY INSERTER!

Didn't know they made such a thing but glad to know that there is someone out there that invented this little gadget to help insert something up our ass!

It was a bit confusing, but the suppository got inserted. There is a little stopper on it, and since it was not known what position that stopper should be in, the suppository did not get inserted "ALL" the way in. But he figured out that it would melt and all would be fine.

Since he was in the kitchen, in his birthday suit, he figured that he would rub some CBD ointment on his hip that was aching pretty bad. Leaning on the counter kind of stretched the hip joint allowing for a bit of relief as he rubbed the ointment onto his hip area.

All of a sudden something triggered the mother of all sneezes. Out flew the suppository. It hits the floor and slides across the room.  Just as he turns around to see where it went,  in swooped his dog and ate up the suppository!

Now dogs have iron stomachs and a nose for ass. 

Not knowing really what to do he went off to work anyway.

Upon arrival of coming home, the dog met him at the door all happy like!

His PEZ dispenser had arrived! 

LOL

 

Just because..............

 I do not think like you. Nor have the same ideas as you. Walk the same line as you do. Does that make me a bad person? Does that make me not a good friend? Can't friends have different thoughts? Different ideas? SURE THEY CAN and that is what makes friendships work. It really is a two way street. 

I don't know. But I do know that if we all thought alike, and all did the very same things, and did not have our own minds to think for ourselves, we would all be zombies. 

I just got unfriended on FB today because I made a comment to her post that was not in line with her own thoughts. I got unfriended by her. WOW! 

We really were not FRIEND FRIENDS anyway, just casual acquaintance's really. 

But someone that only wants to be friends if you only think one way....Their way....just does not agree with me.

Just think of the conversations you wouldn't have, because you would only think alike. Why talk to each other if you don't have different ideas?  

I enjoy conversations, and other ideas people might have. I firmly believe you can agree to disagree and still be friends. 

FB has become very hateful territory these days. Do this! Do That! Mandate this! Mandate that! I don't dare make any comments on my FB page, EVEN THOUGH people can just scroll on by and ignore it, but they don't. And then the keyboard warriors are at it in full swing. I have deleted innocent posts I have posted because people just go so nasty in the comments. 

So I comment on my blog! A place where I feel safe because so far no one comments on the blog. TEEHEE.....I feel safe. I feel like I am invisible.

Who needs Hair, anyway?

 

Some cultures believe that hair is an extension of your spirit or soul...literally connecting you to the earth with its downward growth. Think of it as your hair aura. When hair is cut, the spirit is thought to live on inside the strands, giving the hair protective powers and strength. Want proof? According to one story, expert Native American trackers were recruited by the U.S. army as scouts during the Vietnam War. After receiving standard crew cuts, they were unable to perform in the field, claiming to have lost their abilities. If you think of each hair—individually connected to the scalp like an antenna—as bringing in sensory information from your environment, the tale makes all kinds of sense. Cultures that practice this belief use hair in amulets, rain charms, and medicinal treatments. Ever heard of keeping a lock of baby hair for good luck? Pretty powerful stuff. 

On Tuesday September 7th, 2021 15 days after first Chemo treatment....hair starts to fall out. Didn't think it would happen, but it is. Today is 4th day. We are taking bets as to when it will all be gone. 1 day. 2 days. 3 or 4 days? Every day seems like he looses half of what he has. This would put it 2 days out from now.

Rick feels pretty good other than his hair falling out and looking for hats that are really cool to wear. His wardrobe leaves a lot to be desired. We figure he will be hairless for the next 5-6 months. So that really puts him thru the winter time with no insulation on his head.

A pink Beanie symbolizing CANCER would be nice, and you are never to man enough to skip wearing pink. 

Since I am crafty I could make him a hat and even a beard to help with the whole facial hair loss. 

Then I found they actually have a wig that might work.......

BUT........Rick has never been one to have the comb over look.

This one would be a quick one to throw on as you are darting out the door to run to town. 

But my all time favorite is this one: 

Did I mean I like furry things?

All kidding and joking aside, it really is not a laughing matter and would never have chosen this path in life. But God put us here so we need to make the best of it. 

I love my man to the ends of the earth and will walk right beside him the whole way. 

The BRCA1 Test came back as negative. This means that the hormone gene that drives his cancer is not disfigured, morphed, incomplete, (oh for pete sake the work escapes me right now) but you get my drift. The hormone is completely normal.

BUT................:There was another gene with no name to it that was a bit deformed, malnourished, what ever the medical terminology is for it. They do not have specific tests to determine this particular gene, but if in the future they do figure it out, they will be sure to let us know. Because as we all know, science evolves every single day and they will make a discovery on it at some point.

This is it for the update so far. Come Monday 9-13-2021 is round TWO of CHEMO!  1 down, 5 to go. 

 

Toxic screen check up.....

A week after each chemo treatment Rick will have a tox-screen check up. 

They draw blood to see how you are responding to chemo.

A week after first treatment the doctor was very happy with his results and said that Rick is making good progress. His liver enzymes are good. His kidney function has improved. 

Calcium was a little low so he is to take an extra one for yesterday. She said that the body only absorbs 600mg of calcium at a time. The pills I got are 600mg with Vit D in them. So taking two at once is not conducive to the body absorbing it. So taking one in the morning and one at night is the best way to take calcium. 

AND... PSA SCORE IS 91.2!

Down from 2640 initially and second test was 320 I believe. So things are improving! 

And all the prayers have helped!!! Keep them going as we want a clean and clear check up for Christmas! 

So in celebration of such good news, I think a bike ride this weekend is in order.

Don't forget the Harley Road Glide is still up for grabs.....

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