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Crazy ramblings that make perfect sense in my geeky crazy little mind. Things that brighten up my outlook on this depressing thing!
So, in the name of lightening up conversations and not having to mention the depressing words that are cancer and tumours the rest of my life, i decided i should name the little lodger i had. Pretty much decided this from the first week of finding out. Im quirky that way, but it works for me! However, that plan became tricky when i discovered i had my primary one, two secondaries worth measuring and lots of clusters everywhere. Sounds like more of a collection than one simple naming task. *sigh* gonna take longer than i thought!Its took me months to find even one name that is not pretty but not too ugly and seemed fitting and now theres a whole gang of them to name! Mission operative changed to - must search for a name that would suit the collective. Took me a while, and inspiration was found in many weird and wonderful areas, the main one being the book im reading (Tale of the Body Thief - Anne Rice) I figured with a title like that there was bound to be a character in there that would be fitting for all the lodgers who decided to set up camp in my body.*skip forward 5months* Welcome to the christening!! Ive finally named all my tumours, or little lodgers as i refered to them. Ladies and Gentlemen, let me introduce you to Gretchin and the Raglan Gang!Gretchin is a pain in the ass (literally!!!!lol) and Raglan is her scummy husband who has a gang of miscrients running around my body setting up camps here there and everywhere causing havock! How did i finally get my inspiration you say? Well, i will tell you....Gretchin was a name that popped up on a few things i watched lately and decided its a pretty annoying/ugly name but not too offensive so decided she was the first one, the queen bee if you will, scouting out a suitable home for her family! Raglan James is the name of a character in tale of the body thief who goes around switching into peoples bodies, stealing them and using them to go around doing whatever he wishes and is a vile little character so it seemed rather fitting he would be in charge of the secondary attack and therefore full title wasnt needed, but just they were a gang headed by Raglan. Simples!Call me insane if you like, but tell me it doesnt beat having to say cancer and tumour everytime you open your mouth - how depressing! Ive been told these guys aint going nowhere and cant be cut out, so if they are gonna stay forever i need to be able to talk about them and naming them made sense to me. You need to know your enemy, and to me, that means naming it too.
As you know quite a lot of us here give names to shitty old cancer and it's tumours. It's a good way to imagine the squirming, screaming retch shrinking at the hands of our attacks with chemo and radio YAYYYY go forth into battle CHARRRGE!!!!
My tumour being in my rectum was aptly named 'Shitface' hahaaaaa. When I had my sessions of Radiotherapy I imagined the machine to be like a lightsaber. Then the chemo shrank 'shitface' more and my very skilled and kind surgeon eventually was able to cut it out, chuck it in a bucket and send it to the incinerator MWAAAAAA HAAAA HAAAAAA.
Do you reckon we are quite mad??? Me thinks probably, but don't care!
Take care Isis and keep that battle going girl.
Love Jan x
Aw Jan, i love that you have that image of going into battle lightsaber in hand kicking shitty cancers ass!! Thats a truly amazing image :)Your battle cry reminds me of one of the bands i had made. I got one with my old profile pic saying on it (Hey cancer you picked the wrong bitch!) but then i realised, my niece can read, i needed another one. So my child friendly one says "READY FOR BATTLE!!!" And these fun little things do help lighten up the world when everyones determined to keep a big black cloud over your head. There are a good few of my prudy friends who really dont understand why i wanted to name it or grasp the little battle scenarios i imagine happening. It makes me feel slightly crazy, no more than i usually do mind you. I figure the way my mind works makes life a more interesting colour than all these boring beige people!! Maybe you truly have to be insane to deal with this? I bet it certainly helps :) Big hugs to you!Isis x
My consultant named mine for me... he said oh you had a Hefty tumour up there so that is what it became- Hefty. Oh and my stoma was Baggy.
Baggy was funny and I liked him. Hefty was a pain in the arse (as like you, literally) and I imagined him being zapped to f*** everytime I had RT.
My 'nodules' are noodles as it makes me laugh and I refuse to take them seriously. I also tend to say arsehole cancer rather than anal. Makes me laugh and anything that makes you laugh has got to be good when you've got cancer.
I also find it funny cos mine were both male. Dunno why... not a sexist thing, they just are.
Big hug to you
May Gretchin and the Raglan Gang be smashed into oblivion and long may you fight!
Big squidgy hugs.
Love all your names LM, noodles also made me giggle - quite like that name too! I dont know why i decided to have male and female names, i think when i found out there was so many i imagined a little family in my head so naturally made it a maw, paw and the weans scenario lol! I still have a lot of people looking at me strange, my sister smiled when i told her, finally something fun that shes embraced rather than just being all negative and depressed about it all every day. Not told my rents mind you, they SERIOUSLY would not get or appreciate it at all. I think my friends who dont understand my reasoning think im embracing it and making friends with it rather than battling it by giving it a name and letting it lodge. They dont quite get their head around my reasoning and think that im giving up and just resigned to it being there, whereas i dont get a choice, ive been told its here forever, no cutting it out, just manage it forever with the old chemo and well the thought of talking cancer every day for the rest of my life is hella depressing. I quite like my random take on life, wish everyone could appreciate it or join in making life more fun again. People become far too serious when the C word gets mentioned and tbh, im sick of hearing about it. Its much more fun to discuss the demise of Gretchin, Raglan and the gang! Love your words Nin, oblivion is far too good for them but to oblivion they shall be sent. I dont think they realised how stubborn i really was, nobody but i will remain triumphant! :)Hugs to you both, Isis x
Sorry I missed this!
What a lovely idea and your friends should realise that naming tumours is in a good old warped tradition.
Not only have you the whole armoury of the MDT at your disposal, but when the fighting starts Cruton will rev up the bin and rouse the troops to help!
Good luck in this battle and let's hope Gretchen, Raglan and the gang start to decamp soon.
Hey Odin, I felt its something my warpies and macland people might understand a little easier than my other friends and family would. And its so lovely to hear other names and battle stories and know my warped little mind isnt on its own. Currently kicking their ass into place, with a little hiccup in the last round, but i will only let them chalk up half a win on that, as i still got the other half of my chemo incident free lol! Compared to all the battles i have won they are on the loosing side big time :)Biggest hugs to you, Isis x
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