I spent a lovely two weeks from work, working on several of my stories, not one of my other websites got worked on during this time frame. During that time, I ended up getting sick, which I am still struggling with at the moment. I'm not sure how long I'll be working tomorrow.
I'm recording some of my VCR tapes to DVD for a friend who wants a set of some of the cartoons that I have recorded back when I only had a VCR recorder. This is going to be a late Christmas present to my friend as he likes the cartoon series that I video taped back in 1997-1998.
I know this will go beyond my bedtime of 10:30pm, but I don't mind not going to bed at my normal time of 10:30pm as this is a good thing that I'm doing for my friend as he'll love it.
Well, gotta go and make sure that I don't need to repeat an episode.
So I get to enjoy my last evening of winter vacation by watching TV.
Monday, December 30, 2013
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Long time in posting anything here.
Seriously, I totally forgot about this place.
Well, several things have happened since I had posted.
In April 8th, I started a new job. It doesn't pay much but it is a stepping stone of sorts for me to get into a better paying job.
On September 5th, I got Employee of The Month and the thing was I was totally not expecting to get such an honor from them so soon after joining their employment.
In September, my 2002 Toyota Rav4 that I had named CJ, started her death spiral and by the 18th of September, she was dying and towed to the Toyota dealership in Columbia who I had hoped would fix her completely and get her back to me. But the transmission had died on her and it would have cost me over four thousand dollars to fix her up fully. But the thing is, she cost about five thousand dollars. So my dad put in a call to the dealership to see about trading her in for a newer but used Toyota Rav4. Guess what happened? NOTHING! They never called my dad to work with us in getting me a used but new Rav4 which would be in my name and my payments that I would be paying. They didn't seem to want to work with us, at all, so I had to, very sadly, give that dealership my three finger salute and look elsewhere for a vehicle.
The good thing that came out of this was the other dealership that had originally did the deal, which I think was why the other dealership really didn't want to work with my dad because it was not their deal originally. Joe Machens Toyota in Columbia, Missouri got the three fingered salute from both my dad and me for being very cold to a possible buyer of their vehicles and guess what? In my family, we are very loyal to the dealership that we deal with in getting vehicles. Well, on September 25, 2013, I became the owner of a 2002 Black ML320 Mercedes Benz, with car payments. Yes, I now own a Mercedes Benz in my name, not my father's or my mother's name but my name. Guess what will happen in 2017, when I pay the last payment to my CJ, I will trade it in for a newer vehicle. Not a Rav4, but another Mercedes Benz, as much as I love the Rav4s', Toyota's treatment of my dad and me basically soured my taste to the Rav4s'. I have become a Mercedes Benz girl now, instead of a Toyota girl.
I named her CJ, like my first vehicle, but that was under my dad's name, this vehicle is mine in name and everything else.
During a visit to my uncle in late October, we spoke about family and Herb made mention that his own son had defriended him on Facebook. His son had defriended his own father from his Facebook account. I went to my Facebook account to see if my cousin was still my friend, only to find out that he had done the same bloody thing to me! He deleted us both as friends and a mutual friend of ours was deleted as friends. I think I know why he removed us. It was because he got a new role in the high school football team - runningback coach or because he finally got his face slapped by the facts that his own father for the last several years had finally been vindicated as Henry needed supports on his feet to help him play better. Henry finally got the support and BANG, his game improved twenty-fold to where he's an awesome football player. You would think that would prompt his son to get in contact with his dad and invite him over to the house to apologize for second guessing him. But he did a stupid thing instead, he removed members of his own blood family from his Facebook page in lue of his in-laws. Well, lets just leave it at that as he missed out on a lot of things in the Brownell side of the family. He did come to the memorial for his grandfather but that was before he decided to cut ties to the Brownell clan who were on Facebook. Oh well, that's his loss. If he wants to be friends with us again, we will hold no hard feelings as blood is thicker than water to us but if he doesn't want to be friends with his blood kin, it is no skin off our noses, he made his bed and now he must sleep in it.
I've decided to remove chapters of my original stories from the internet, as I have decided to work on getting them published either by self publishing or going the traditional route through agents and publishers. I might try to get them finished during my winter vacation from work as I usually spend my evenings working on them, if I work on them during the daytime and the evenings, I might be able to get them done to where I can send them to a beta-reader to work on editing them before I start writing the one to two page synopsis of my latest work called Warrior Princess. I also have been doing chapter readings at a local coffee cafe in Lebanon, Missouri called Simplicity Coffee, Tea, and More each Friday evening, unless there is really bad weather to where they cancel it and it is usually held around 6pm or 6:30pm as I allow a small group of singers called Walenia to play before I read a chapter of my story Warrior Princess, then I sit down and do some writing on my story if the muse decided to start singing while I am there.
I also might have asthma as this past December 10th, I went to the ER with breathing problems and I mean I was gasping for air and my chest hurt from breathing. It turned out to be bronicospasms. In other words, the tubes leading to my lungs were spasming so hard it made it hard for me to even really speak.
Well, this is a very long post, something that I hope is not going to be a regular thing. I need to head for bed since tomorrow morning is the one of two days of work for me since I start my winter vacation on December 18th to December 30th.
I will do another post soon.
Possible topics - winter driving tips or what my driving rules are.
I might do them both since both are important.
Well, several things have happened since I had posted.
In April 8th, I started a new job. It doesn't pay much but it is a stepping stone of sorts for me to get into a better paying job.
On September 5th, I got Employee of The Month and the thing was I was totally not expecting to get such an honor from them so soon after joining their employment.
In September, my 2002 Toyota Rav4 that I had named CJ, started her death spiral and by the 18th of September, she was dying and towed to the Toyota dealership in Columbia who I had hoped would fix her completely and get her back to me. But the transmission had died on her and it would have cost me over four thousand dollars to fix her up fully. But the thing is, she cost about five thousand dollars. So my dad put in a call to the dealership to see about trading her in for a newer but used Toyota Rav4. Guess what happened? NOTHING! They never called my dad to work with us in getting me a used but new Rav4 which would be in my name and my payments that I would be paying. They didn't seem to want to work with us, at all, so I had to, very sadly, give that dealership my three finger salute and look elsewhere for a vehicle.
The good thing that came out of this was the other dealership that had originally did the deal, which I think was why the other dealership really didn't want to work with my dad because it was not their deal originally. Joe Machens Toyota in Columbia, Missouri got the three fingered salute from both my dad and me for being very cold to a possible buyer of their vehicles and guess what? In my family, we are very loyal to the dealership that we deal with in getting vehicles. Well, on September 25, 2013, I became the owner of a 2002 Black ML320 Mercedes Benz, with car payments. Yes, I now own a Mercedes Benz in my name, not my father's or my mother's name but my name. Guess what will happen in 2017, when I pay the last payment to my CJ, I will trade it in for a newer vehicle. Not a Rav4, but another Mercedes Benz, as much as I love the Rav4s', Toyota's treatment of my dad and me basically soured my taste to the Rav4s'. I have become a Mercedes Benz girl now, instead of a Toyota girl.
I named her CJ, like my first vehicle, but that was under my dad's name, this vehicle is mine in name and everything else.
During a visit to my uncle in late October, we spoke about family and Herb made mention that his own son had defriended him on Facebook. His son had defriended his own father from his Facebook account. I went to my Facebook account to see if my cousin was still my friend, only to find out that he had done the same bloody thing to me! He deleted us both as friends and a mutual friend of ours was deleted as friends. I think I know why he removed us. It was because he got a new role in the high school football team - runningback coach or because he finally got his face slapped by the facts that his own father for the last several years had finally been vindicated as Henry needed supports on his feet to help him play better. Henry finally got the support and BANG, his game improved twenty-fold to where he's an awesome football player. You would think that would prompt his son to get in contact with his dad and invite him over to the house to apologize for second guessing him. But he did a stupid thing instead, he removed members of his own blood family from his Facebook page in lue of his in-laws. Well, lets just leave it at that as he missed out on a lot of things in the Brownell side of the family. He did come to the memorial for his grandfather but that was before he decided to cut ties to the Brownell clan who were on Facebook. Oh well, that's his loss. If he wants to be friends with us again, we will hold no hard feelings as blood is thicker than water to us but if he doesn't want to be friends with his blood kin, it is no skin off our noses, he made his bed and now he must sleep in it.
I've decided to remove chapters of my original stories from the internet, as I have decided to work on getting them published either by self publishing or going the traditional route through agents and publishers. I might try to get them finished during my winter vacation from work as I usually spend my evenings working on them, if I work on them during the daytime and the evenings, I might be able to get them done to where I can send them to a beta-reader to work on editing them before I start writing the one to two page synopsis of my latest work called Warrior Princess. I also have been doing chapter readings at a local coffee cafe in Lebanon, Missouri called Simplicity Coffee, Tea, and More each Friday evening, unless there is really bad weather to where they cancel it and it is usually held around 6pm or 6:30pm as I allow a small group of singers called Walenia to play before I read a chapter of my story Warrior Princess, then I sit down and do some writing on my story if the muse decided to start singing while I am there.
I also might have asthma as this past December 10th, I went to the ER with breathing problems and I mean I was gasping for air and my chest hurt from breathing. It turned out to be bronicospasms. In other words, the tubes leading to my lungs were spasming so hard it made it hard for me to even really speak.
Well, this is a very long post, something that I hope is not going to be a regular thing. I need to head for bed since tomorrow morning is the one of two days of work for me since I start my winter vacation on December 18th to December 30th.
I will do another post soon.
Possible topics - winter driving tips or what my driving rules are.
I might do them both since both are important.
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Writing and stuff.
My writing is going on a good pace. I'm actually working on a story that deals with a kid who is being bullied in school. I was going to have it with the bully being the star of the story to see why the kid was being a bully, but my writing critique group thought it should be focusing more on the kid who was being bullied, not the bully himself. I'm putting into this story all of my experiences as a victim of bullies(even in my adult age I am a victim of a bully who conned me into believing that she was in the right and basically after about two years' I broke free after learning that this person was nothing more than a lying bully herself, when she told me her greatest and largest lie of all that my two new friends were spreading lies and rumors about my then dying mother but when I confronted both women, I learned the cold hard truth about my so called best friend who I had considered to be a sister from another family, was in fact a liar and a rumormongering bitch. I atoned my sins with the two people that this bully went after conning me into believing she was in the right, when she was behaving like a bloody effin bully and she still claims that she is not a bully when she is one.), the only thing that she did that I am thankful for was getting me angry enough to where I video taped my mom, now I have a lasting memory of my mother on video, something that she cannot take from me. That is the only good thing that she did during the last months of my mother's life without stating why don't you go video your mom, she had to bloody lie to me to get me to do something like that and when I found out that she lied to me, I basically kicked her out of my circle of friends for being a big flat out liar and a con and I kicked her out of all of my groups, removed all of her stuff from my groups and banned her from returning.
On August 13th, I finally passed my driver's test and got my license. In the year that I lost my mom, I gained my freedom to drive without a licensed passenger and a permit sticker on my vehicle anymore.
Then, on October 13th, on my Grandmother's birthday, we get news that my Grandfather who has been staying at a nursing home that he was not doing good and was being transported to the hospital. I asked dad if I should go to the hospital and sit with Grandpa but he said he should be fine when we get there at 8am, so I went back to bed since it was 2am. By 6:30am, we get the call stating that Grandpa had died. We had him cremated and formed into cannonballs to be shot out of a cannon on his memorial service. We had a real good time on that day.
We still have not dealt with my mom's ashes and we're trying to figure out what do we do with her remains. I'm thinking that we should take her ashes and that of her mother's to Hawaii and pour their ashes into the waters near Kona where my mom was the most happiest at and since my grandmother never been to Hawaii alive, this way, she'll experience Hawaii in death. I think we might do that if we get enough money together to go there but the economy here in America bloody sucks right now. But we're hoping to get some funds together to make a trip like that and give my mom a proper send-off will take time to figure out where her real resting place is. We might put half of her in Hawaii and keep the rest with us.
Losing my mom last year still hurts and I know it will hurt me for a long, long time to come. Losing my younger brother was hard but this is really, really hard.
On August 13th, I finally passed my driver's test and got my license. In the year that I lost my mom, I gained my freedom to drive without a licensed passenger and a permit sticker on my vehicle anymore.
Then, on October 13th, on my Grandmother's birthday, we get news that my Grandfather who has been staying at a nursing home that he was not doing good and was being transported to the hospital. I asked dad if I should go to the hospital and sit with Grandpa but he said he should be fine when we get there at 8am, so I went back to bed since it was 2am. By 6:30am, we get the call stating that Grandpa had died. We had him cremated and formed into cannonballs to be shot out of a cannon on his memorial service. We had a real good time on that day.
We still have not dealt with my mom's ashes and we're trying to figure out what do we do with her remains. I'm thinking that we should take her ashes and that of her mother's to Hawaii and pour their ashes into the waters near Kona where my mom was the most happiest at and since my grandmother never been to Hawaii alive, this way, she'll experience Hawaii in death. I think we might do that if we get enough money together to go there but the economy here in America bloody sucks right now. But we're hoping to get some funds together to make a trip like that and give my mom a proper send-off will take time to figure out where her real resting place is. We might put half of her in Hawaii and keep the rest with us.
Losing my mom last year still hurts and I know it will hurt me for a long, long time to come. Losing my younger brother was hard but this is really, really hard.
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Attack at Toadega Bay.
This is by far the most researched story that I ever really did. I've spent two years researching this subject and now I'm finally putting it down in words. Yes, I did write this story before but what I had up is not good anymore so I've ripped it up and started anew with this story.
Yes, I know, what attacked the sub and would we find out what attacked it.
It will be learned later on what attacked it as one of the sailors will have a connection to one of my main characters that I have in my story.
Chapter One.
"I'll be glad to get back home to see my girls,"
"Indeed, being in a submarine for four months and barely seeing the surface is not what I had in mind for being a Navy sailor, even if I did volunteered as a member of a sub,"
"Oh sure, have fun in the Navy, see the sights, enjoy having women on your arms, but nothing about where you have four months at sea and being about three miles deep under the surface of the water with about hundred and forty-nine other men," Another sailor replied, as they walked towards the bridge to relieve the three sailors whose roles they took over.
"But I'll say this, we sure do look good in dress uniform and that gets the chicks," the other replied with a chuckle.
The sub's Admiral looked at the three men as they gave him a nod before relieving the sonar, radio and the navigator of their posts. The Admiral Harrison Paddy was a forty year old Navy and it was his last time serving as Admiral to the US Harrison ballistic submarine before he retired from service. "We're about seventy miles away from our home base in San Diego. The end of this sub's time in these waters will be coming to an end very soon. I am proud to have commanded you and hope that you will take on another volunteer job on another sub."
Pederson who had the sonar noticed something odd about the shape that was approaching their area. It was silent and by the sound of the echos it was a very large sub or possibly a whale but he knew what the whales sounded like. He turned his equipment over to the band where he had listened to the whales sing their haunted songs on to find that the ocean marine life was very silent. He swung around to the Admiral. "Admiral, we have problems, sir!"
Admiral Harrison went to his side. "What problems, Pederson?"
"I noticed a large shape coming our way and figured it might be a whale but when I switched over the frequency to the whales, I heard absolutely nothing as in their songs. This is either another sub or something else," Pederson replied.
"Collins, open a channel to the unknown sub! We need to find out who or what they're doing in our patrol area," Admiral barked off. "Flood torpedo room one and ready to launch if they don't reply."
Collins started to open a channel when the alarms went off as everyone started to silence the alarms as Pederson yelled out, "They're going to ram us!"
"Brace for impact everyone! Collins, send out a distress call! State unknown sub attacking USS Harrison, now!" Admiral Harrison barked off as everyone started to brace for the impact.
But the impact never happened as Admiral looked at Pederson. "Why didn't we get hit?"
"The attacking sub dove down. I think it is a whale . . . " Pederson spoke, as he looked at the screen but then he saw the blip show up but below them. "Oh shit, its under us sir and its rising up fast!"
"Full speed ahead!"
The next thing they felt was a hard slam and the sub felt like it was being pushed upwards fast as everyone felt the pressure on their persons. It was not long for it felt like another impact happened as the sub rolled several times.
"Damage report!" Yelled Harrison over the alarms.
"Engine room is offline sir, we have leaks in several compartments!" Yelled Bank. The emergency lights shone red as the sparks from the damaged consoles shone in the darkness.
"Injuries!" Yelled Harrison, his hand was to his head as he knew he struck his head on the ceiling before being slammed back down.
"Some spinal and head injuries, Admiral." Spoke Banks as he hurried to his side and placed some gauze on his forehead. "We need to get away from here."
"We need to get the engine back online!" Yelled the sonar.
Just as he yelled that comment out, the command center went bright with lights as everything started to come to life.
The cry of 'Thank God' were heard through out the center, as everyone turned to look at the Admiral.
"Lets get this bird moving. Banks, send radio waves stating we have sustained massive damage and serious injuries, we're coming to port in Toadega Bay, its the only place I can think of where the sub can be checked out safely. I cannot risk having a leak happen on the way to San Diego." Admiral Harrison replied. He knew that the port in Toadega Bay was deep enough for the sub to dock at and be pulled from the bay itself. He turned to look at the medic who was tending to his bleeding head, he looked at the navigator. "How long till we get there?"
"About four days at this speed, sir, any faster and we will be dead in the water." The navigator replied.
The Admiral slammed his fist down hard. He knew his crew was seriously injured but if he pushed the sub any faster, his crew would either die or suffer more. He knew his medics on board were good, he just prayed that they make it to Toadega Bay before a member of his crew died.
The medic came and told him that he needed to rest. Even though he didn't want to, he did follow the medic's order as he retired to his berth. As he laid on it the last thing that did remain on his mind was what attacked them.
Yes, I know, what attacked the sub and would we find out what attacked it.
It will be learned later on what attacked it as one of the sailors will have a connection to one of my main characters that I have in my story.
Going to my first writers' meeting.
And I am totally excited about going. It is my first one that I ever attended and I am totally new to what I need to bring with me. I know I probably should bring a paper copy of my current story that I am working on and a notebook to write notes in or ideas about the story that I'm working on or just to get the addresses of people who might want to help me with my stories.
My current story is a good one and I hope to get it done at least within a year or two. I'll make another blog about it.
But I am so excited about going to my first writers' meeting, I've been to a conference before but not a writers' meeting. This is going to be fun!
My current story is a good one and I hope to get it done at least within a year or two. I'll make another blog about it.
But I am so excited about going to my first writers' meeting, I've been to a conference before but not a writers' meeting. This is going to be fun!
Thursday, June 28, 2012
I am sorry that I didn't come back here.
An update on my mom's cancer battle:
Sadly it is not good news, on May 12, 2012, my mom Janet lost her battle with tongue cancer at 5:35pm. She was 68 years old. She was admitted into Osage Beach Regional Hospital on May 8th, after suffering a severe reaction to her pain medication. Mom was always sensitive to pain medication especially morphine.
My mother went into a coma on May 8th and she remained in one for about a day when she came out of it and she with slurred speech tried to get out of her hospital bed and head to the bathroom on her own power, which she hasn't done in over a week before. She wanted to go home and she demanded to go home. We had to give her more pain meds to knock her back out. We were not equipt to handle mom in her present condition and the hospital was. Craig stayed overnight till that Saturday late afternoon when mom opened her eyes for the last time and mouthed something to us and left this world for God's gardens where she's free from her cancer that killed her and she's very much healthy once again and with her son David and her mom Flippy.
== And now for my rant. ==
During the month of April and part of the first week of May, a now former friend of mine Kathleen Todd had told me that two people were spreading lies about my mom not dying of cancer or that she was even dead on deviantart where she and these two ladies were at. Kathleen Todd flat out lied to me, on who was spreading rumors about my mom's cancer not being real and when I finally spoke with the two people who were supposedly spreading rumors about my mother's cancer. I learned something that made me very angry, not at the two people who were supposedly spreading rumors, but with the girl who TOLD ME that they were spreading lies - Kathleen Todd herself!
Kathleen Todd is nothing more than a bloody, lying, little spoiled girl who thought telling me lies would keep me by her side when in fact it didn't! It drove me away! She who I had called sister, had actually flat out lied to me about it! She told me someone told her that Bonita Prime and Leathurkatt were spreading lies. But when I spoke to both women, they both flat out denied it as it is something that they would not do. This little lying girl claimed that they were spreading lies about my mom's condition and that I was lying about it to get sympathy!
This girl is a known liar in the MDTAS fandom, she actually pulled I'm going blind to get attention back to her when everyone was talking more with another member on the Cool as Ice Message Board, she didn't like that so she created a lie claiming that she's going blind in one eye. But a few days later, she never mentioned it again and basically was bragging about some high priced items that she got instead or that she's getting a foal from a very expensive bloodline of Arabian horses for free - a Crabbet Arabian.
She claimed when it came time to have the new foal in her possession that the foal was chased into barb wire and they had to put it down AND YET, ALL OF THE PHOTOS SEEN WITH THIS FOAL SHE CLAIMED WAS HERS WAS SEEN IN WHITE BANDED ELECTRIC WIRE FENCING, not one sign of barb wire anywhere! So we all knew that was a lie as there was no barb wire fencing seen in any of the photos we seen. You would also think that she would post about what the colt's owner is going to do as in giving her a replacement foal but she never did say anything about it.
She has lied constantly and everyone who is a friend of mine basically no longer believe a word she says as they have asked her for proof of her claims that Bonita Prime tried to claim her website Autobot Headquarters or that she claimed that the autobot repaints were hers and not Kathleen Todd's or the angry e-mails coming from parents claiming that she stole autobot headquarters from the original owner, which proved to be nothing more than lies.
Kathleen Todd is nothing more than a liar and not to be believed.
Sadly it is not good news, on May 12, 2012, my mom Janet lost her battle with tongue cancer at 5:35pm. She was 68 years old. She was admitted into Osage Beach Regional Hospital on May 8th, after suffering a severe reaction to her pain medication. Mom was always sensitive to pain medication especially morphine.
My mother went into a coma on May 8th and she remained in one for about a day when she came out of it and she with slurred speech tried to get out of her hospital bed and head to the bathroom on her own power, which she hasn't done in over a week before. She wanted to go home and she demanded to go home. We had to give her more pain meds to knock her back out. We were not equipt to handle mom in her present condition and the hospital was. Craig stayed overnight till that Saturday late afternoon when mom opened her eyes for the last time and mouthed something to us and left this world for God's gardens where she's free from her cancer that killed her and she's very much healthy once again and with her son David and her mom Flippy.
== And now for my rant. ==
During the month of April and part of the first week of May, a now former friend of mine Kathleen Todd had told me that two people were spreading lies about my mom not dying of cancer or that she was even dead on deviantart where she and these two ladies were at. Kathleen Todd flat out lied to me, on who was spreading rumors about my mom's cancer not being real and when I finally spoke with the two people who were supposedly spreading rumors about my mother's cancer. I learned something that made me very angry, not at the two people who were supposedly spreading rumors, but with the girl who TOLD ME that they were spreading lies - Kathleen Todd herself!
Kathleen Todd is nothing more than a bloody, lying, little spoiled girl who thought telling me lies would keep me by her side when in fact it didn't! It drove me away! She who I had called sister, had actually flat out lied to me about it! She told me someone told her that Bonita Prime and Leathurkatt were spreading lies. But when I spoke to both women, they both flat out denied it as it is something that they would not do. This little lying girl claimed that they were spreading lies about my mom's condition and that I was lying about it to get sympathy!
This girl is a known liar in the MDTAS fandom, she actually pulled I'm going blind to get attention back to her when everyone was talking more with another member on the Cool as Ice Message Board, she didn't like that so she created a lie claiming that she's going blind in one eye. But a few days later, she never mentioned it again and basically was bragging about some high priced items that she got instead or that she's getting a foal from a very expensive bloodline of Arabian horses for free - a Crabbet Arabian.
She claimed when it came time to have the new foal in her possession that the foal was chased into barb wire and they had to put it down AND YET, ALL OF THE PHOTOS SEEN WITH THIS FOAL SHE CLAIMED WAS HERS WAS SEEN IN WHITE BANDED ELECTRIC WIRE FENCING, not one sign of barb wire anywhere! So we all knew that was a lie as there was no barb wire fencing seen in any of the photos we seen. You would also think that she would post about what the colt's owner is going to do as in giving her a replacement foal but she never did say anything about it.
She has lied constantly and everyone who is a friend of mine basically no longer believe a word she says as they have asked her for proof of her claims that Bonita Prime tried to claim her website Autobot Headquarters or that she claimed that the autobot repaints were hers and not Kathleen Todd's or the angry e-mails coming from parents claiming that she stole autobot headquarters from the original owner, which proved to be nothing more than lies.
Kathleen Todd is nothing more than a liar and not to be believed.
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Walking in a fog.
As some may not know and some do know, my mom has tongue cancer. Last week, she had a lump removed from her left upper chest. The results came back as cancerous. On this past Thursday, she went in for a PT and CAT scan of her entire body. Yesterday, the news came in, one that we all were dreading to hear.
The cancer had spread through out her entire body. It is now in two spots on her spinal cord, in both kidneys and in her right hip socket and in her right thigh bone.
The doctor is going to start Chemo on the 21st of this month. He told my mom, my dad and older brother that with Chemo, her passing will possibly be pushed back from 6 months to about 2 years.
We're hoping for more than two years with her as she's looking remarkably strong at the moment, but its an illusion as cancer is eating away at her, how fast or how slow is anyone's guess.
So, if I tend to come on and start posting nonesense stuff about family and other non-writing stuff, forgive me as I'm, like my subject header states, walking in a fog at the moment. I don't have many friends to talk to and sometimes I don't want to burden my family or friends with my grief.
I'm not even sure if I'm going to do script month next month as my emotions and I'm starting to feel like I just want to sleep and just sit on the couch doing nothing more and more now. Even writing has started to lose its joy for me.
Thank you for reading it and you can continue on with your day.
The cancer had spread through out her entire body. It is now in two spots on her spinal cord, in both kidneys and in her right hip socket and in her right thigh bone.
The doctor is going to start Chemo on the 21st of this month. He told my mom, my dad and older brother that with Chemo, her passing will possibly be pushed back from 6 months to about 2 years.
We're hoping for more than two years with her as she's looking remarkably strong at the moment, but its an illusion as cancer is eating away at her, how fast or how slow is anyone's guess.
So, if I tend to come on and start posting nonesense stuff about family and other non-writing stuff, forgive me as I'm, like my subject header states, walking in a fog at the moment. I don't have many friends to talk to and sometimes I don't want to burden my family or friends with my grief.
I'm not even sure if I'm going to do script month next month as my emotions and I'm starting to feel like I just want to sleep and just sit on the couch doing nothing more and more now. Even writing has started to lose its joy for me.
Thank you for reading it and you can continue on with your day.
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