Thank you for your kind words - gee, I almost didn't recognise myself....
You've certainly had a difficult trip too, I had plain old bacterial pneumonia back in 2003, before they spotted my HCL, so having the fungal version as well must be nasty. Hope the drips work, three times a week it must feel like it fills your whole week, either going to hospital, being there or thinking about the next visit.
We used to have a dog - called Meg - I enjoyed walking her round a local country park, got her as a puppy, had her for over 10 years, but she left when my ex left, then Meg passed away a couple of years ago. Like you say, dogs give you affection and want nothing back in return - maybe a comfy home and food - but they don't have hidden agendas like some people.
Have you ever come across Beth Nielsen Chapman? I've seen her in live gigs two or three times, her songs are so emotional, they cut me up - I guess it's about time I put one of her CDs on, her songs always hit the spot, they make you think about life, oh, and it's handy to have a box of tissues ready for the tears.... they're sort of uplifting and life affirming. I think her husband died of cancer about 15 years ago, also Beth suffered from breast cancer I think, but beat it, and keeps on rolling the songs out.
Its been a couple of weeks since you lasted posted & I was wondering how you are going now!
To you, Frank, & everyone else, I found my joke folder. Unfortunately, a lot of the material I have accummulated over many years (mostly many years ago) is probably a little risque' for such a site as this one & mixed company. I'll put (2) on now & hope you get a laugh out of them & also apologise in advance if anyone is offended:
1) THE GIRL'S PRAYER:
Our cash which art on plastic, hallowed by thy name, Thy Cartier watch, Thy Prada bag, In Myer, As it is in David Jones, Give us each day our Platinum Visa, and forgive us our Overdraft, as we forgive those who stop our Mastercard, and lead us not into Katies, and deliver us from Sussans, For thine is the Dinnigan, the Akira and the Armani, For Chanel No. 5 and Eternity, Amex.
(Myer, David Jones, Katies & Sussans are all Department stores).
2) THE BOY'S PRAYER:
Our beer which art in bottles, Hallowed be thy sport, thy will be drunk, I will be drunk, At home as it is in the Pub, Give us each day our daily pints, and forgive us our spillage, As we forgive those who spillest against us, An lead us not into the practice of dainty wine tasting, And deliver us from Tequila, For mine is the bitter, The Chicks and the footy, Forever and ever, Barmen.
3) SENIOR CITIZENS BEAT INFLATION:
A couple aged 67, went to the Doctor's office. The Doctor asked, "What can I do for you?" The man said "Will you watch us Make Love?" The Doctor looked puzzled, but agreed. When the couple had finished, the Doctor said, "There is nothing wrong with the way you make love", and he charged them $32.00. This happened several weeks in a row. The couple would make an appointment, make love and pay the Doctor and leave. Finally, the Doctor asked, just what are you trying to find out? The old man said, "We're not married and we can't go to her house. I am married and we can't go to my house. The Holiday Inn charges $60.00. The Hilton charges $78.00, we do it here for $32.00 and I get back $28.00 from Medicare for a visit to the Doctors Office.
(The costs certainly are not in line with to-days prices charged but, as I said, these jokes are quite old).
Once again, I hope you are not offended, & get a laugh out of these, as that is what is intended.
Guess what? It's raining... pretty well over the entire UK. Great Summer, ah well.... so just about the only time I left the house over the entire weekend was a trip to Aldi for some food, in a brief respite from the deluge. Just as well there was the Open Golf on tv for hours and hours to keep me amused. Good win for Northern Ireland's Darren Clarke at his 21st attempt aged 41 or thereabouts. Guess the motto is... hang on in there, you'll make it eventually.
Wendy: Hope things are going well for you and family, you know we're all wishing you well, especially in those tricky times when it seems the lightbulb at the end of the ubiquitous tunnel needs a few more volts or maybe replacing with a brighter halogen bulb. Whoever said "Life can be a bitch" must have been a real smartarse feller (or fellesse or femella or whatever lady fellas are called).
Hi Y'all. Went to the specialist yesterday. Despite flu symptoms incl perm blocked nose for 4-5 months, tiredness, chemobrain etc, his last report said "Well in himself, blocked nose." So baffled him with logic. If my spleen and liver have shrunk to normal size and I have no fat layers or water retention, why does my "stomach" protrude so much? Why does bending and crouching cause me such distress?
He prodded my abdomen for a while and said that maybe my other organs were enlarged. So he's sending me for a scan to cover my nose, throat, and abdomen. Maybe a referral to ENT. So a bit of a result.
I've just watched a programme about Aspartame and how it caused grandmal seizures in monkeys and tumours in other animals. I took this stuff for a year or two while on a diet in 2003-2004. I think it was about 2005 when my WBC went down. It turns to Formaldehyde in the body. They put it in lemonade as well which I used to drink a lot.
Oh well, I'll put a joke on the other blog to cheer us up.
By theway, if you're feeling down and need something to really make you laugh, Google the words "the lion sleeps tonight hippo and dog". You should get some youtube videos. Choose the 3 minute version.
A cartoon hippo sings Wimmoweh while a dog does hula dancing around him. The first time I saw this, I was in hysterics. Doesn't sound much but wait till you see it.
Hi Yorick, yeah, I seem to have a permanently bunged-up feeling in my nose, sinuses and chest, ah well.... but I've been like that since as long as I can remember. I think a medic once suggested I consider relocating to the top of a mountain in Switzerland.... reminds me of when an optician suggested I pack up office work due to eye straina nd get a healthy outdoor job instead.... as if I'd have lasted more than one day digging ditches, with my ten-stone-weakling physique
Usual stuff with me - the odd walk and cycle ride, one of each so far this week. Oh, had a trip to Nottingham last weekend to see BLONDIE at their big annual festival in Wollaton Park, they were terrific. Two big stages and also a small courtyard stage for acoustic acts, so had a real good day with my daughter Susie and her chap Andrew. Boy it was a hot one, glad I had my big floppy hat on. The main headline group were Scissor Sisters, but I'm not into their style of music.
And since I got back home, I've been wearing my BLONDIE CD out.... ah well, Dreaming, Dreaming is Free... one of my fave tracks.
Had a CT scan this morning. I pointed out to a waiting patient that this is now the cross-dressing department. The male patients change into a dress and the female staff wear trousers.
Gave me a chance to tell my medical jokes. A man goes to see a new private doctor. Waiting in the surgery, a labrador comes in, licks his hand and walks out. Then a cat appears, looks the man up and down and exits. The doctor appears and says "That'll be £50, please."
"What for?" asks the baffles patient. The doctor says "You've had a Lab test, a cat scan..."
He leaves and goes into the chemist. "Could I have some acetyl salicylic acid, please?" The assistant says "Do you mean aspirin?" The man says "Oh. that's it. I never could remember names!"
It explains that white blood cells are supposed to eat cancer cells etc. But our immune system has to be activated by the GcMAF (macrophage activating factor). The cancer cells produce nagalase to neutralise the Gcmaf , producing immuno-suppression.
So the treatment is to inject the patient with GcMAF produced from blood products for 5 to 6 months - one injection a week.
No mention of HCL in the successes but HIV and breast cancer are two.
They've had good results but not 100% all the time. But it's still better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick!
