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cascadiabound said:
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Extra special tree house for cookie :heart:
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oooh! Looks amazing and peaceful.
 
Been really sick with a tummy bug, missed you all, sorry was sleeping.
 
The hell's this thread doing down here?!? Bump for Cookie, because she makes this place that much more awesome... And shit :cool:
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🎶Sweeeeeeeet Cookiecat
Bum! Bum! Bum!

I'm Sorrrrreeee I couldn't get Simon & Garfunkel

But Neil owed me a favor because I helped him out that one time he ran over those Anonymous protesters in Chicago while drunk and I called it in and made him come wish you well so that now he doesn't owe me shit and doesn't have to take my calls anymore

Oh no no 🎶
 
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Hell, I'll bump for the love of cookie and Necro's secret desire for Neil Diamond'
 
Mr. cookiecat has been in and out of reality for the past several days. Some of it is drug related; he's heavily medicated so he can breathe easier as well as keeping his anxiety abated.

Some of it is - according to doctors - related to transitioning. What a pleasant word to define this last stage of life. He's transitioning. As if he's deciding to change political parties or become a woman. He's fucking dying.

The things he's saying are mostly sweet. Memories from childhood. His family. I woke up to him talking. I asked him if he was ok. He said I needed to come talk with my niece. They were discussing a Christmas gift for my other niece, who wants to be an astronaut. He said he wanted to get her a telescope so she could see the stars. :heart:

He wakes up and his lips are pursed really tight. He thinks he's smoking and has a burning cigarette in his mouth. Since his hands don't work, he can't take it out himself. At first I said no - no, there's no cigarette. Now, I just act like I'm taking it out of his mouth and he seems pleased he had a good smoke.

Tonight, I was sitting next to him (he's in bed, I sit next to the bed). He started crying, like openly bawling. I asked him what was wrong. He said he was sad he couldn't be Tarzan for Halloween.

I haven't changed my clothes in three days. I just realized I forgot to brush my teeth this morning. It's like every moment is spent sitting here, holding his hand. Rubbing his feet. Shoving pillows every which way hoping his pressure sores don't hurt.

This really really sucks.

Glitter. I think I need some glitter.
 
cookiecat said:
Mr. cookiecat has been in and out of reality for the past several days. Some of it is drug related; he's heavily medicated so he can breathe easier as well as keeping his anxiety abated.

Some of it is - according to doctors - related to transitioning. What a pleasant word to define this last stage of life. He's transitioning. As if he's deciding to change political parties or become a woman. He's fucking dying.

The things he's saying are mostly sweet. Memories from childhood. His family. I woke up to him talking. I asked him if he was ok. He said I needed to come talk with my niece. They were discussing a Christmas gift for my other niece, who wants to be an astronaut. He said he wanted to get her a telescope so she could see the stars. :heart:

He wakes up and his lips are pursed really tight. He thinks he's smoking and has a burning cigarette in his mouth. Since his hands don't work, he can't take it out himself. At first I said no - no, there's no cigarette. Now, I just act like I'm taking it out of his mouth and he seems pleased he had a good smoke.

Tonight, I was sitting next to him (he's in bed, I sit next to the bed). He started crying, like openly bawling. I asked him what was wrong. He said he was sad he couldn't be Tarzan for Halloween.

I haven't changed my clothes in three days. I just realized I forgot to brush my teeth this morning. It's like every moment is spent sitting here, holding his hand. Rubbing his feet. Shoving pillows every which way hoping his pressure sores don't hurt.

This really really sucks.

Glitter. I think I need some glitter.
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I wish I could give you the gift to turn back time, cookie.
The gift to lift the veil off this disease.
The gift to defy the odds and teach Father Time a lesson.

I wish some of us could shoulder some of your burden.
 
Tallcajun said:
I wish I could give you the gift to turn back time, cookie.
The gift to lift the veil off this disease.
The gift to defy the odds and teach Father Time a lesson.

I wish some of us could shoulder some of your burden.
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I wish all of those things, too.

As to the last one, you do. A lot of you do. Just by allowing me to blurt this out here in the bdsm cafe.

:heart:
 
Someone just sent me an article about dying and this was part of it:
It is not unusual for dying persons to experience sensory changes. Sometimes they misperceive a sound or get confused about some physical object in the room. They might hear the wind blow but think someone is crying, or see the lamp in the corner and think someone is standing there. These types of misperceptions are called illusions. They are misunderstandings about something that is actually in their surroundings.

Another type of misperception is hallucination. Dying persons may hear voices that you cannot hear, see things that you cannot see, or feel things that you are unable to touch or feel.
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cookiecat said:
I wish all of those things, too.

As to the last one, you do. A lot of you do. Just by allowing me to blurt this out here in the bdsm cafe.

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You are so loved. Mr. C is so loved.
Here. You are loved here.
I love you.
We love you.
 
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It's true Cookie, we all love you and are here whenever you need us, anytime. Same goes for Mr. C, he's in all of our thoughts right along with you. Even if he is seeing things that aren't there, I'm positive the one thing he's never been confused about, is you. You fucking shine friend, we all see it, and I know he does too. More than anyone.

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Brought you a drink, I pre sliced the banana before freezing :D
 
We love you, cookie! You are so wise, so courageous, so kind. We are all with you both.
 
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