Oh darlin'. Shit! Can I say that here? Shit. Shit. Shit. Hugs. Hugs. Hugs.BB
I'm so sorry debby, and I get the picture that you already knew this in your soul a day or two ago.Now you know what you're fighting, tough lady.
Oh Debbie, my heart and prayers are with you. You keep on those ass kicking boots, it's time to conquer that beast!
Oh Debby. Debby Debby Debby.......I don't know what to say!! I'm so sorry to hear this diagnosis. I wished and prayed for it to be otherwise........I hope those around you rally round you. Don't lose heart.....you have a lot of spunk and fight and you *will* win.I will continue to pray. And hope. (((Hugs))).
'So very, very sorry Debby. Do they know which kind of cancer that it is yet?
Okay Deb - now can we weave the words on the rope we are going to tame it with? Because it is huge and horrifying all wild like that - but at least we know what it is, where it is and honey, I want to be part of your support crew as we knock it over.Lots of hugs.
Ohhhhhhhh. So now, no matter what, the word is said. My heart breaks, and atthe same time it gathers strength for you. Like Jeannie and those before me, I am here to be part of the team. Anywhere, anytime, anyplace. Just call. Sending you so much of everything, and more.
I'm so sorry that this is the news. I'm adding my hugs to all you've already received today.
It is what it is. We don't know a lot about it. The doctor is very good. He said that we will know what kind it is after surgery on Monday. He said that we will know the course of treatment on Monday night, depending on what he discovers during surgery. Of course I will fight my best fight. I thank you all. And BB? Yes. You can say shit. I forgot.
Two weeks ago, I would've never believed that my mom would be blogging about her 'ta-tas'. But then again, two weeks ago, I would have been mortified at the thought. I love you Mom, and we'll make it through one day at a time. We'll tame this beast! =]
Darling Cara? On this blog, we submit comments one time. Love, Mom.
You mean she had six posts with the word "ta-ta's" and you deleted five of them? That should be gramatically illegal.
debby, maybe she means it 100 fold, just as we all do :)
My hugs and my healing thoughts to you, Deb.It is cancer. It is NOT a death sentence. We are all going to go and find some ass kicking boots tomorrow, to help you fight.
Redlefty: My friend, Dixie, and I talked yesterday. We've never had a conversation that we didn't fall across a table laughing. In the midst of it, I suddenly said, "Dix, do you get what this means?" "No," said she. I said, "I can do whatever I want. I get a free pass. People have to be polite and sympathetic now, no matter what!" So I say this: "Illegal to delete comments with ta-tas? PAH!"
So, I'll just say it again then. Shit!And Cara - keep her laughin'... and what the hey are 'ta-ta's??Can we see a photo of those boots? We've some nasty ass to kick!:-)BB
Personally, I don't fancy that poor lump's chances ... it has you to contend with and all of us lot. If I were Lumpy I'd be packing my bags and getting on a fast plane. Good luck Sweetie!
Well, now you/we know and when you know the name of the beast, like you mentioned a day or two ago...fortunately we live in a time when we can fight those ugly beasties.My husband was diagnosed with cancer almost two years ago. He had surgery 1 year, 7 months, 7 days ago. So far...he's cancer free. He goes back for another test next month to see if he's still "free."Prayers are with you, and apparently this circle of female and male friends (and family--Cara, you go girl!) with the Lord's blessings will see you through whatever more comes your way.Laughter, is truly one of the BEST medicines. And you keep us all in stitches. We'll try to return the favor, before, during and after the tears.Love and blessings,
Hey! In my defense, it's really hard to know if your comments are publishing on this website!
Gosh, so sorry, but medical science is a wonderful thing, and you're a pretty tough cookie, Debs, I doubt if it stands a chance!Let your family support you, think nice thoughts, be positive and optimistic. I can't pray, but I've got my fingers crossed and I truly believe you will conquer the beast with your stamina and determination.Thinking of you...
Like Bush Babe, the first word that came to mind was "shit."I have several cancer survivors in my family. Rhonda had thyroid cancer. My younger sister had melanoma. My sister-in-law had breast cancer, as did a cousin and two aunts. Dylan's godfather had melanoma.I guess you could say that I belong to a family of cancer survivors. From this day forward, I'm considering you part of my family.
ok then SHIT from me too.i have a pink ribbon on my Jeep. i put it there for my friend Kenda... and my grandma Paula. and now it is there for you too.i've got my boots on for ya Deb!!!and Cara? I LOVE YOU!!!!!
Damn. I am so sorry. Shit. I know, that's been said. I don't what else to say except you're strong. You're tough as nails!! Don't forget that.I have to go digest this. Sorry I wasn't here sooner, my Net just came back. I'll have more to write. You keep your chin up
I am sorry. I will keep you in my thoughts and prayers! You can beat it. My mother is now three years of being cancer free in her ta tas!
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