Something better than pie
Okay, so yesterday I got turned down for the chemo. But I enjoyed the pie. And remember the part about faith. Well, that turned out better than the pie!
My neurologist had suggested one last ditch effort for my disease. It's a long shot that it will work, but it is worth a try. A complete plasma transfusion. I would have to be hospitalized for 10 days and again it's very expensive. BUT, I callled the hospital where it would be done at and they said that they would work with me on the bill and if all I could afford was $10 a month, that would be okay. They would still treat me. And it still is a long shot that it is going to be totally effective with the disease, but maybe it will at least slow it down. So I'm going to go for it. I figure that God will take care of all the big stuff and all I have to do is the little things, like survive.
AND there's is more good news. I get new boobs! There is one organization Y-Me, will donate prothesis and bras to women who cannot afford them. This is the only organization that I have found in the country that does this. Just think, I won't have to wear my sister's hand me downs anymore or wear any more duct taped up ones.
Faith. What a wonderful thing to have in life. I can't imagine what it would be like not to have it. It's better than coconut cream pie!
Okay, so let me recap everything recently. I've lost 50 lbs in the past year, I wear a size 10 in jeans, I get to get hopefully a life saving treatment, and I get new boobs. And I get to go to Corpus Christi, TX this weekend. I feel like God was thinking about me last night wondering what He could do to make me happy today.He loves me enough that I know that He wants me to be happy. I need to do something for Him. I owe Him big time. How can I ever pay God back for all the blessings that He has given to me and my family? To think, He does this just because He loves me and wanted to have me to serve Him. I pray that I do.
One thing I don't think that He'll ever ask me to do though, is to bake a pumpkin pie again. LOL
My neurologist had suggested one last ditch effort for my disease. It's a long shot that it will work, but it is worth a try. A complete plasma transfusion. I would have to be hospitalized for 10 days and again it's very expensive. BUT, I callled the hospital where it would be done at and they said that they would work with me on the bill and if all I could afford was $10 a month, that would be okay. They would still treat me. And it still is a long shot that it is going to be totally effective with the disease, but maybe it will at least slow it down. So I'm going to go for it. I figure that God will take care of all the big stuff and all I have to do is the little things, like survive.
AND there's is more good news. I get new boobs! There is one organization Y-Me, will donate prothesis and bras to women who cannot afford them. This is the only organization that I have found in the country that does this. Just think, I won't have to wear my sister's hand me downs anymore or wear any more duct taped up ones.
Faith. What a wonderful thing to have in life. I can't imagine what it would be like not to have it. It's better than coconut cream pie!
Okay, so let me recap everything recently. I've lost 50 lbs in the past year, I wear a size 10 in jeans, I get to get hopefully a life saving treatment, and I get new boobs. And I get to go to Corpus Christi, TX this weekend. I feel like God was thinking about me last night wondering what He could do to make me happy today.He loves me enough that I know that He wants me to be happy. I need to do something for Him. I owe Him big time. How can I ever pay God back for all the blessings that He has given to me and my family? To think, He does this just because He loves me and wanted to have me to serve Him. I pray that I do.
One thing I don't think that He'll ever ask me to do though, is to bake a pumpkin pie again. LOL
Ok, let's get something clear right from the front, for reader's knowledge. Your sister did not hand you down a broken-torn, duct-taped boob. It was a perfectly, fine, slightly used boob, that didn't fit you. What can you expect, youse not as well-endowed as I is! But it did make you feel sexy, admit it, right? I guess a person can't pass on something of personal value to another person without that person complaining about duct tape, glory be. You know I love you.
I tried to call you back but the phone was busy, imagine that, you talking on the phone. I'm glad you had good news. You'll get through this.
I hope you find that house. I only remember it had steps and Mom used to whistle at the sailors when they went by. That was one of my first memories. Kathy
Actually, yours were better than mine except that I had to cut them up. I had to take the right one out and put in on the left side and then I had to put my duct taped up one on the right side. But, I decided that I liked having bigger boobs so I'm going to stay with a 38D. It's going to look sooo good! I also talked to Y-me about becoming a trained speaker for breast cancer. I feel like I've been so blessed that I owe so much that I really, really need to pay something forward. Hey, I think your boobs got very good use out of them! Only a sister who loves you as much as you love me, would hand me down her boobs!
So, you're finally admitting--I'm better than You? A girl in need can be very creative when she has to be!!
I sure hope your readers enjoy our open discussions about our hooters, lack of boobs, and replacement of ta-ta's. You and I share a weird sense of humor, but then after you've had a boob removed, it's better to choose humor than dispair.
WARNING;
Don't eat any peanut butter crackers put out by Keebler or Austin.
Well, when I check my site meter for the last one hundred people who read this blog, they are from all over the world. So they must enjoy our warped sense of humor. I am so happy that this blog has made it this far. I don't get a lot of comments on it, but I know that at least it is getting read. I remember when I was hoping it would make it to 1000 readers. It has far exceeded that now. I think people just like to read some good news once in a while. Or even something as odd as us talking about our boobs. LOL
Ha, ha a duct taped boob, that's funny!! I was there when you called Angie last night, due to weather I spent the night with them. What wonderful news!!! I am so very, very happy for you!!!
May I just say,your daughter is a FANTASTIC mother!!! She's so patient with Nila. I really don't know how she does it. Nila was up for a long time in the wee hours of the morning, play time in her mind, and poor Angie stayed right with her. She spoke to her softly, tried various tactics for sleep, until she finally found sleep. With Angie having to get up in the mornings.....I gotta hand it to her, she's wonderful!! I'm glad she's the mother of my granddaughter...good job Mo!!!
Well, I do believe that your son has a lot to do with Nila too. He is a great father and he supports Angie in anything that she does. What more could a woman ask for? They both love Nila so much. I am a little worried at times that Angie is stretching it a bit thin, but she knows her limitations and is willing to accept herself just the way she is. Plus Nila is just so dog gone cute, I'd want to stay up all night and play with her too. I just hope that Angie doesn't overdo it too much to make her ill again. She's definately a multitasker! Thank you for the compliment, that was really sweet. I'm so glad that you are her MIL. I couldn't have hand picked a better one than you, because I know how much you love her.
There's a lotta love in these comments, I tell ya! :-)
Glad for your good news, Mo.
Hey sista, I saw your comments on Angie's place about your phone. Do what I do when I'm talking to you or Mom. Say "I have to go to the bathroom" Engs the conversatin really quick. Now you know my secret (or excuse)
Sorry you're not doing so well. Kathy
It's National Pie Day. Have a big piece of coconut cream pie!!!!Kathy
Ive gained 7 lbs back being on Prednisone and becoming a sweet tea junkie! I've suddenly got an appetite that just won't quit! But the dr is weaning off of the Predisone, so maybe it will taper off again and I'll switch back to drinking water. I get my new little boob today and had to reschedule for Monday to get my big one. So that will make me happy today.I don't understand how I talked over 800 minutes in one month. That really ran up Bill's bill.