The AH Coffee Shop and Reading Room 09

Just found out that the surgeon found a cancerous mass in my little sister's sinus cavity today. Twenty eight years cancer free and now this ...

Anyways, I made sure there's a fresh pot of coffee going and I refilled the teapot. There's some cookies on the counter.

See you in the morning ...


AARRRGH! As y'all might imagine, my empathy with someone with a cancer diagnosis has gone thru the roof in the last couple of years. I used to always consider St. Judes one of the few charities I really trusted and felt was worth a donation... NOW, one of their commercials can literally put tears in my eyes at times.

All my love and strength to your sis, Candy. Tell her that it's not always as bad as it seems and that it is always possible to surprise people. (Doctors are people.) I personally think that staying as positive as possible has been a big plus for me, not just because it helps fight off the despair but I really and truly think it helps fight the actual cancer as well. I don't know how, but I certainly feel like it does. When I first got diagnosed, I bugged my oncologist until he gave me a timeline, something he was very reluctant to do. He finally said about five years. Well, I'm through three of the five and while my cancer isn't in remission, there has been no significant growth of my tumor for 18 months and the lesions on my lungs and liver have calcified and it sounds like they aren't really a threat anymore.

When they first told me they were bumping me to stage four instead of stage three because they had found evidence it was metastasizing, I almost fell into that despair area. Tell her I said to fight that temptation HARD. Having a fighting, positive attitude is such a huge help in so many ways.
 
I keep getting stalled on my latest WIP. I went like two weeks with significant additions, then add a few thousand words in about 36 hours.... and now have gone several days without adding anymore. Part of that , I think, Is I realized I was in the middle of a huge info dump that I needed to split up. I would also like to find a way to show, rather than tell, a good portion of it.

Maybe I will sit down in the next few days and try to write a very straightforward piece of pure smut without so much backstory to consider, just to try and get me back in the game.
 
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My usual starters - Wordle bot reckons I'm a genius! 🤣🤣🤣
MAUVE and TRIOS are mine, which I know aren’t technically optimal, but it’s actually quite rare in my experience that the first one results in zero bites. When I hit the twofer yesterday, I had A and V light up yellow, and combined with E dropping out it was pretty obvious the answer is AVOID.

ADIEU is definitely a safer bet for a starting word, though I suspect it will result in more guesses needed on average (but lower likelihood of failing completely).
 
It's a cold morning and cloudy with the temperature around 20 degrees and windchill readings in the single digits. Today is the day I brave the weather to go to the DMV and hope I pass the eye test so I can get my license renewed. I'm probably going to have to have my eyes lasered sometime soon.

There's a fresh pot of coffee brewing and the teapot is hot. There are various snacks on the counter, some for the people following paleo or Adkins diets. There is a bowl of carrots if you want to feed the plot bunnies.

I'll be over in the corner for a bit working on my story. Then I'll have to get all of my documents together for the trip to the DMV. Oh, joy ...
 
There is a bowl of carrots if you want to feed the plot bunnies.

"No! No! Down! Carrots are people food, too!" Damn rabbit won't let me finish washing the carrot for me to eat. "Down!"

Sometimes it seems like I'm limited to rabbit food these days. But I've been breaking that diet a little, which is sort of okay. Jalapeño burger with fries for lunch yesterday. Bun and fries probably spiked my glucose enough to show-up on the next A1C draw. :cry:

Still working on that horror story. Dudley managed to untie Nell from the tracks just in time, but Horse got all the love. As usual.
 
And here's a laugher. C was watching Nature on PBS last night, "Tusker". As I passed through the living room, she almost squealed, "We're going to see elephants mating!" I chuckled and took a seat on the sofa. Plenty of obligatory scenes of males fighting for dominance, or grazing, or ambling cross-country. As the male they were following returned to the herd, etc., etc., things started to get interesting. What does she do?

Gets up from her seat and into the kitchen to prepare the dog's dinner. Of course...

She returns to her still-warm place on the couch less than a minute later, the scene being a bunch of female elephants milling around.

"Did I miss anything?"

"Yes."

This happens all the time, and this time I wasn't going to distract her from her distraction. Gets all excited about something pending on a show, and walks away when what she was anticipating is about to come on. She's got the attention span of a goldfish when it comes to the TV. "Look! A castle!"
 
Just found out that the surgeon found a cancerous mass in my little sister's sinus cavity today. Twenty eight years cancer free and now this ...
I hope it's one of the tedious and boring cancers, just requiring treatment, which more and more often is the case. Anyone I know with a diagnosis in the last few years is told not to look at the 5-year survival rates, let alone 10-year ones, simply because they're so out of date.

It's around 2 years ago my girlfriend wasn't expected to live six months. She's very tired from the various issues, but still going out and enjoying herself. Sometimes she's more healthy than me, despite technically being the one dying. I suppose we're all dying, really, so the question is whether she's doing it much faster than anybody else.

Trying to figure out when I can afford to retire. Or more importantly, if I'm forced to retire early due to ill-heath, how well can we afford to live?
 
When the time comes, I do not plan to fight at all.

I'll hope they can 'manage' to make the time as easy as possible until the exit.
In at least one way, I'm already at this point. My cancer is treatable but not cureable and the chemo regimen I am on is a "maintenance" one, designed to help me live as long and with as high a quality of life as possible. I'm stubborn and am going to try to live until they find a cure. At the very least, I want to spend as much time with family and friends as possible and most especially want to outlive my mother. See, I unfortunately lost a step son to pancreatic failure a few years back and have lived thru the death of a child. I don't want my mom to face that grief. So the plan is to stick around at least until that is no longer a worry.
 
I hope it's one of the tedious and boring cancers, just requiring treatment, which more and more often is the case. Anyone I know with a diagnosis in the last few years is told not to look at the 5-year survival rates, let alone 10-year ones, simply because they're so out of date.

It's around 2 years ago my girlfriend wasn't expected to live six months. She's very tired from the various issues, but still going out and enjoying herself. Sometimes she's more healthy than me, despite technically being the one dying. I suppose we're all dying, really, so the question is whether she's doing it much faster than anybody else.

Trying to figure out when I can afford to retire. Or more importantly, if I'm forced to retire early due to ill-heath, how well can we afford to live?
cancer is never boring....what planet are you on?
 
Got some flakes falling at the moment and it's cold outside. We're supposed to get an inch or more overnight tonight so tomorrow morning will be interesting. I did survive my trip to the DMV and the vision test was a letdown because all they did was ask me to read the top line which I did and then they tested my peripheral vision with flashing lights. I got my new license which will be good for eight years so I'm good until I'm 80.

There's a fresh pot of coffee brewing and the teapot is full and hot. There are snacks on the counter and I will be making a cornbread today. I saw a neat recipe for a stuffed cornbread and I'm going to look into making one someday. If you eat cornbread with chili, why not stuff the cornbread with chili to start with?

I'll be over in the corner working on my new story. I'm really getting into it at the moment and I'm hoping my readers will like it. It's a return to my angsty love stories and will be simply titled "Babarica."
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I saw a neat recipe for a stuffed cornbread and I'm going to look into making one someday. If you eat cornbread with chili, why not stuff the cornbread with chili to start with?
If it turns out well, can you share the recipe? That sounds awesome.
 
I have to recommend that people go watch Studio Ghibli's My Neighbors the Yamadas. Because all this talk about mortality keeps reminding me of one particular short in it, and it is a hilarious collection of shorts.
 
You know, or perhaps you don't, since I haven't told you yet, I can't find "the what have you posted thread lately." Since I can't, here's the link to my new story, The Intruder. It's a lesbo story... Now what's in the pot today?
 
She's got the attention span of a goldfish when it comes to the TV. "Look! A castle!"
Lord do I wish that Mrs. D had the same issue with TV. Her taste in television SUCKS. I'd be changing channels the moment she gets up. With her it's all cooking shows staring Gordon Ramsey (whom I only liked in his British TV shows) and anything on Lifetime Movie Network, which I call the Lady Murder Network. (Every show is about some evil MAN and how the innocent lady has to defend herself with a chainsaw or nail gun or some damn thing) or worse: the Home Shopping Network. We're close enough to Tampa for her and her mom to run off to the HSN outlet store with gives me a quiet weekend to write without a stack of Honeydoos.
 
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