Hairy cell leukaemia

Nice one Dianne, yes, you've found us all..... even been a flurry of activity on this thread recently, so some stuff to catch up on.

Usual stuff with me.... nothing too exciting... aaarrrhhh.... but I'll settle for that for a while.

An African night for me last night... 2 docus on TV, one about Madagascar (er... where have it's rainforests gone? Mostly all chopped down sadly) and one about taking vaccines to remote areas in the Congo, wow, plenty jungle there still.

Hope things going ok with you.

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Hi Dianne Great to hear that you have made the leap over to this site, its good to hear from you. The LC site has been well and truly Nelson Mandelad.

I do about the same as far as walking for exercise goes Frank . We walk along the beach a lot because we are very close to the sea, and there are a couple of big lakes that we walk around plus lots of bush tracks to explore. 

anyway before i go i will leave this little Gem.

A couple made a deal that whoever died first would come back and inform the
other if there is sex after death.  Their biggest fear was that there was no
after life at all.

After a long life together, the husband was the first to die.  True to his

word, he made the first contact:

" Marion .... Marion "

"Is that you, Bob?"

"Yes, I've come back like we agreed."

"That's wonderful!  What's it like?"

Well, I get up in the morning, I have sex. I have breakfast and then it's

off to the golf course.  I have sex again, bathe in the warm sun and then

have sex a couple of more times.  Then I have lunch (you'd be proud - lots

of greens). Another romp around the golf course, then pretty much have sex

the rest of the afternoon. After supper, it's back to golf course again.

Then it's more sex until late at night. I catch some much needed sleep and

then the next day it starts all over again"



"Oh, Bob!  Are you in Heaven?"



"No  --    I'm a rabbit in Kent ” .


Bye for now

Bobby

Hi Y'all.

As you know I've been diagnosed with gastritis and have been searching for a cure. Doctor gave me an antacid to reduce acid production. Not much good- still lethargic, reflux, bloated, wind etc. Now a doctor on TV this morning said that Hydrochlorhydria (lack of stomach acid) has the same symptoms. Lack of acid means your stomach ferments the food and not dissolve/digest. So your body doesn't take in the vitamins, calcium etc it should.( I had a lack of calcium last year so they just dosed me up with it without finding out why. )

Well, shiver me timbers! The internet says cider vinegar can start acid production as well as proprietary brands that do this. The idea is that you take a dose of the "acid-producer". If it has no effect next day you take 2 doses. If you get a "burning" sensation, you're producing too much and you go back to one dose. 

This doctor also said that our doctors treat the symptoms without finding the cause and don't tend to link our various symptoms to see if one thing is causing all of them. Well, it's cheaper for them that way, isn't it!  I saw a TV documentary where an investigator with a hidden camera told a GP they had "blood in their stools and constipation". (Classic bowel cancer symptoms) So the GP gave them Prearation H and a laxative.

Following on from Bobby's joke, 2 keen golf enthusiasts wondered if they had golf in Heaven. One of them died but came back with a message. "John" he said,"I've got good news and bad news. Good news - we play golf in heaven. Bad news is - I've got a game with you this Saturday!" 

Well hello everyone!!

Isn't it just great having contact with our friends from LC plus a few more here?  I love all the funnies once again - I'm hopeless in this respect - but please keep them coming - it so cheers up the day when it's either grim outside or "one" is just feeling a bit down for one reason or 'tother.

Dianne - I'm so pleased you made it here and hope you are receiving the notifications.  Unfortunately when I first started with MacM I ticked the CLL section so getting too many of their emails but I've at long last found a way (I hope) of cancelling their various "threads".  Not sure how to cancell all CLL threads in one hit but will perservere as long as the HCL messages get through!

I did a reasonable run on Tuesday and got caught in a torrential downpour but this being good ol' England it is to be expected.  I thought to myself that it will probably chuck it down on the day then I'll just have to grin and bear it and run with everyone else!  For info, I'm doing a 10k Town & Gown in Oxford on the 13th starting at 10am.  Goodness knows what time I'll finish but finish I will!   Just saw on the TV news a lady who is still walking the London marathon raising funds for spinal research - she's doing it with the help of a special bionic suit as she is paralysed from the chest down - fell off a horse!  She is doing about a mile and a half a day of course she has all her support team with her and looked like someone operating the suit or doing something at the back so that she could effectively "walk".  Anyway, I don't want to get Yorick on his soapbox again it might collapse if he gets on it too often!!  he!he!

Stopping in this afternoon - having a lazy time as it's miserable outside - cold and damp max 7deg!!

Take care one and all

Love, Florence

Hi all

Just wanted to share my amusement on the info received yesterday from Muscular Dystrophy who are sponsoring the Town & Gown 10k next week.  It really brought it home to me when I read I'm registered as a "Veteran ladies 55+" - a reminder I really didn't need but I suppose it does bring it home to me that I am rapidly approaching mid 60's!   OK Frank - I know you are only just a few days less than a year older and not sure about Yorick but I had to have a bit of a giggle! 

Anyway, have a good weekend one and all and hope those of you going through treatment or about to are coping reasonably but keep in touch and let us know how you are.

Love

Florence

Hi Florence,

Aw shucks Florence, you're still a young babe.... am impressed you know that I will soon be 64... and I sometimes think about my reaction to that 60s Beatles song "When I'm 64".... but never reckoned it would apply to me.

And, sort of acting my age, I've decided to stress test the NHS.... went to docs 0840 yesterday about an embarrassing rash in my nether regions, not only did I get some cream for it, they nobbled me for a regular over 60s health check - so it's back there Tuesday morning for a blood test - almost an armful, as the nurse will collect samples for my regular HCL test at the same time - that's good, just one small prick instead of two...

Then the following week it's back to see the nurse for the health check results and the very next day it's Wigan and my HCL consultant. And I hardly ever go the docs....

Feel ok, still plenty local walks and even made the cycling group yesterday after the docs trip. Got some paint too, not sure if its gloss or matt, for my toenails..... they never asked what colour I'd like, maybe a really deep pink would suit me? Oh, that's for an ongoing irritating fungus on some of my toenails. I guess most of this is trivial, I mean, hardly life-threatening....you gotta larf. ... value for money, all those NI contributions and taxes when I was working for a living....

By the way, the rash wasn't caused by any hanky-panky I may or may not have been engaged in... and if it was, it took a blinking long time appearing!!

Hi Florence.

My niece who is 58 gets very annoyed when she asks for a pensioner's ticket at the pictures and they hand her one without asking for proof of age. At the end of May I shall be 55 years and 120 months! At least I'll get my O A Pension added to my private pension.

Everyone at my school hated our annual cross-country run. There'd always be 6 boys turn up with a white handkerchief tied round their anles and a note from their Mums explaining how they sprained their ankles.Our run was 2 laps of the surrounding area of the school (about 6 miles) which passed an alley. So I used to wait till nobody was around and run down the alley. 20 minutes later I'd emerge and run the remaining mile. I'd still come in the last 10 but not so tired as them.

There was always treacle sponge for school dinners on that day. A lot of boys gave it a miss which meant  there were 2nds, 3rds and 4ths for me!

One final memory about charities.One year in the 70s I was a Bluecoat. One of our jobs was to sell the charity raffle tickets. But management refused to buy the prize until they knew how many tickets had been sold. So we had to tell the punters it was a surprise. I asked why they bothered if they were so afraid of making a loss. The manager grinned and said "Because we can take 10% of the proceeds for admin expenses." Then Fred Pontin gets a knighthood for his contributions to charity.

Have a good weekend

Yorick

Hello one and all

I love coming to this site i feel so young and sprightly at a mear 59 talking to all you oldies in your sixties he he!

I actually didn't mind cross country running Yorick. Once i got my breathing right, and stopped thinking about how bloody cold and wet it was, i could switch off and run for miles. It was the coming back and having to spend the next period doing maths ,or (urgggh) history that i didn't like.

If i could be there with my flag shouting, "Florence come on girl you can do it its only another 5 miles and theres not to much flooding up ahead" I would. But i know that you will exceed your greatest expectations.  

Frank best of luck  with all your tests. I  hope all your rashy bits (hanky panky caused or not ) heal with no lasting scars.

I have no work and have been sitting at home quite happy with that fact. I know I should be thinking about all the bills that will start to mount up very soon, but i'm not. I am actually very content with watching life go by. Is it time for some early retirement? 

Talk soon

bye

Bobby

Hi Bobby

I went to a very old school built in the1700s. I hated it. I think it was twinned with Auschwitz. Despite the invention of the biro, we had to write with quill pens. (Okay, no feathers but same principle). Powdered ink,each desk had an inkwell (but often stuffed with blotting paper.) Hence the expression "2+2 inkwells 4." In maths we had log tables made of real logs.

I remember in the first year, the RI homework one day was to write an essay on Forgiveness. The teacher said my essay wasn't good enough and gave me a detention. I was the only one who could see the irony! Obviously none of the other boys made a good case for it either.

By the 5th year I had developed cunning excuses. The English teacher set us an essay entitled "The Ugliness of Railwayside Dwellings." I could only think of enough for one page. I told him, "I'm sorry but the train went by them too quickly."

I stayed on for an extra year to try and pass more "O" levels. Our class had all passed Maths "O" level so the maths teacher decided to teach us "A" level maths. He was a brilliant mathematician but a lousy teacher. First lesson was Integration. But he never explained what it was or when you would use it or why. I was more interested in Disintegration.

Anyway, did you know that in Bin Laden's last days, his men's morale was very low. He was worried that they might be too depressed to commit suicide!

And finally, Tony Blair died and went down to Hell to report to the Devil. The Devil told him, "You can choose from three eternal torments."  In the first room everybody was standing on their heads. In the second room, everyone was knee deep in horse manure. In the third, everyone was again knee-deep in horse manure but drinking cups of tea. Tony chose the third room. The Devil agreed, then shouted, "Okay, everybody. Tea-break over  -  back on your heads!"

Life's like that sometimes.

TTFN

Yorick

Hi Guys!!

Well, where do I start?!!  All your quips etc did make me laugh!

Frank - you with your rashes in the unmentionables - intended or otherwise?! I think you just do things to get the tlc from those nurses up north.  Go on - admit you have a soft spot and an eye for one or more of them!! ha! ha!  Anyway, sincerely hope you get on just fine with all those tests and especially that the hairy monsters have been kept at bay.

Yorick - the ink well thing at school reminded me of my school days in SA when we also had the ink mixed from powder and what an almighty mess it used to make!  Then we also had to use the stick pens - remember them?  Every few seconds you had to dip the damn thing into the ink pot and if some bright spark decided to push a piece of toilet or soft paper into it then your nib soaked some of that up with the ink - oh boy what a game eh?!!! 

Comforting to know that all you chaps are what one would say are of a similar age i.e. almost but not quite the big 60 or mid 60's.  Wonder what's happened to the girls from this forum - they've really gone quiet hope they're OK.

Bobby - thanks for your support and as I go round next Sunday will think of you cheering me on in spirit and hope to keep away from the floods.  Part of the route was flooded last week but went round there for a walk yesterday and the water is receding not sure for how long as rain is forecast every day this week - it's raining now!!  All I need to remember is to relax as I do get somewhat tense before I start out and it affects my breathing something terrible.  I'll be sorting out my music on my iPod Shuffle so that I can have something really relaxing to start with hopefully that should work. 

Anyway - keep well and keep smiling!!  Keep the funnies rolling as well please!!

Love to you all,  Florence