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I am alive. Just. Work sucks and I see a change in employment in my future. Other stuff is also making me insane and un-fannish so bear with me please people.
Some of you know or have heard me speak about my american friend Emilie. I just found out she has breast cancer. She has had two operations to remove the tumor and they think this time they have got it all. She starts radiation treatment in a month's time. I think that is for about 5-6 weeks. Maybe more. To say I'm shocked is an understatement. Emilie is a year younger then me and possibly on the healthiest people I know. Never drank, never smoked, eats well, etc etc etc. She and her husband are two of the genuinely most lovely people I know. You know the type, people who make you a better person when you are with them.
Emilie is very upbeat about everything and I am going out to see her in San Francisco when the radiation treatment is done. She and her husband were trying for child as well. It's all so fucking unfair!
So yeah. Not exactly in the best of moods at the moment. The Ex and I are not exactly rubbing along well together at the moment either. I may have to resort to physical violence very soon.
Mainlining Magnificent Seven fanfic is the only thing keeping me vaguely sane and approachable. ITV keep fucking about with showing the episodes though. I wonder if they realise how dangerous it is to screw about with junkie's fix?
I do have very lovely shiny purple toenails at the moment though!
Some of you know or have heard me speak about my american friend Emilie. I just found out she has breast cancer. She has had two operations to remove the tumor and they think this time they have got it all. She starts radiation treatment in a month's time. I think that is for about 5-6 weeks. Maybe more. To say I'm shocked is an understatement. Emilie is a year younger then me and possibly on the healthiest people I know. Never drank, never smoked, eats well, etc etc etc. She and her husband are two of the genuinely most lovely people I know. You know the type, people who make you a better person when you are with them.
Emilie is very upbeat about everything and I am going out to see her in San Francisco when the radiation treatment is done. She and her husband were trying for child as well. It's all so fucking unfair!
So yeah. Not exactly in the best of moods at the moment. The Ex and I are not exactly rubbing along well together at the moment either. I may have to resort to physical violence very soon.
Mainlining Magnificent Seven fanfic is the only thing keeping me vaguely sane and approachable. ITV keep fucking about with showing the episodes though. I wonder if they realise how dangerous it is to screw about with junkie's fix?
I do have very lovely shiny purple toenails at the moment though!
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I can understand how worried you are and how distraught. My very best friend of 37 years, my best friend since I was 13 years old, had a disease more lethal than breast cancer. She had something called Common Variable Immune Defiency Disorder. It was a lot like AIDS with some weird differences which I will eventually write about in my LJ. Anyway, to make a long story short, she went into a coma for four months about five years ago and then came out of it. And then two years ago, she died on June 1. I spent years worrying about her. But we said all our goodbyes and I was there when she died.
I will miss her forever, but I will always treasure the relationship that we had.
I hope that your friend gets good treatment, survives, is cured, and gets to have the child that she wants.
My thoughts are with you.
And good luck on changing your job.