Not The Most Thrilled

I am home today. It has been more than two weeks since my diagnosis, and it's just hitting me now. It's strange how much a person's brain can just shelve away for later.

I am eating cold pizza, watching bad daytime talk shows, and making future plans for buttered popcorn and more bad daytime talk shows.

I am not the most thrilled.

Comments

[blackbird]

- but I luf you Schmutzie, and if you watch All My Children we can chat about it.
Even if you don't, I'll always be here to put my arm around you...

[wench]

i am not the most thrilled about micro wave popcorn and bad daytime soaps either.

you might be better entertained by utoob ...

microwave popcorn
fake butter too much salt corn
enduring bad soaps

smooch

dk

[paula]

When I went through a horrible period in my life a few years ago, I spent HOURS watching QVC, a home shopping channel. Not buying, just watching. My brain is still intact (mostly).

So go and enjoy your bad daytime TV. (And there are always info-mercials late at night).

[ali]

{{hugs}}

:)

[tee]

If you knew how many times I read this post, you'd think I was a stalker or something.

I just kept coming back to it because I was hoping I could say something really inspirational or make you feel all warm and cuddly.

I got nuthin.

And how trite would it be for me to say I care about you when I've never met you, heard you speak, and heck - I've never even seen a pic of you.

In spite of that, I do care. And if you ever need a complete stranger to wail on, dump on, or just feel sorry for yourself, I can be that person. I won't tell a soul about the moments of fear.

And if there's any other way I can help, I will. Just because you are a human being. That should be reason enough.

[That Blond Chick Near Your Des]

Know that you are much loved.

[Deb]

delurking as i do, sometimes. much love and plenty of praying to the griddess for you. and the microwave popcorn? if you do plain and THEN douse it with REAL butter. . . it's rooster-worthy.

[Viking WIth An Office Job]

I do not have the wit or the words to express how much it sucks that you have cancer so I won't even try. I am moved by your plight and deeply saddened and hoping that you are with us for a long, long time to come.