tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317770032023-11-16T10:13:39.746-08:00A Faded RoseLive, Love and LaughUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-38291461720461011002010-06-16T06:05:00.000-07:002010-06-16T06:09:40.391-07:00Twitter<div style="text-align: center;">Follow me on Twitter and I'll follow you:<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://twitter.com/A_Faded_Rose"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://austinsthoughts.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/twitter-bird-logo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://twitter.com/A_Faded_Rose">http://twitter.com/A_Faded_Rose</a><br /><br /><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-40558413986916111282010-06-02T20:26:00.000-07:002010-06-02T20:26:00.601-07:00Fortune CookieWords must be weighed and not counted.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-17705874132366202412010-05-23T12:42:00.000-07:002010-05-23T12:52:21.959-07:00LatestLast October or November my husband had an RFA to remove this small tumor/nodule on his lung. I wrote about it in <a href="http://afadedrose.blogspot.com/2009/11/catch-up.html">November</a>. Now he has a new cancerous nodule even though he's been going through chemotherapy all this time and we want to have another RFA to remove it. We just found out the insurance company rejected the first one. They called it an experimental procedure. We were shocked. Had we asked for his lung to be removed, they would have covered that because it is standard procedure, but this miracle of modern medicine, this procedure that leaves hole the size of a pin and is done as an outpatient procedure and only costs $1200, they won't cover. <br /><br />Unfortunately, we don't have $1200 to pay for the last one and we don't have another $1200 to pay for the next one, so I'm trying to raise money. I'm going to start selling my artwork on Etsy (I opened shop a while back, but never listed anything except one little photo), selling my used books on Amazon, and anything that's not nailed down on Ebay. Also, as you can see, I've added ads. Its probably against the rules to ask people to click on the ads, except for the adgitize ones - I can ask you to click those. So, if anything seems of interest, please click. <br /><br />I'll add links in the coming week to my etsy store, amazon listings and ebay listings. Thank you in advance for your support and prayers. It means a lot to us.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-3198772475040657262010-04-16T15:21:00.000-07:002010-04-16T15:27:25.258-07:00CorrectionWell, the nurse I spoke to didn't have it quite right. It did spread, but its one small nodule on his lung. He can have it removed like he had another one removed. It really is a miracle of modern medicine. They're able to go into his lung leaving only a pintip sized hole in his chest when its all said and done. They burn off the nodule and then its gone. He gets to keep his lung. IIts called an RFA which is a radio frequency ablation, I believe.<br /><br />We had another scare yesterday late. The doctors thought that he had a blood clot in his aorta near the abdomen. His ultrasound today showed that it was nothing, so we are once again, praying prayers of thanks. It was so wonderful to recieve this news. <br /><br />If anyone has any questions we can answer, please let me know.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-3901963863301962752010-04-09T15:24:00.000-07:002010-04-09T15:31:00.424-07:00CancerCancer is so cruel. It gives very few (if any) symptoms until its too late. It gets better then gets worse. It can be removed yet comes back. The treatment is difficult and debilitating.<br /><br />I just found out that my husband's cancer has spread again. This just 2 months after finding out that it was getting better. He wanted me to call for the pet scan results so that he didn't find out during his office visit, because he felt that it would be bad news. I didn't think about the fact that this would mean I'll be breaking the news to him. Can't do it tonight, we're going out. Can't do it tomorrow, he's been looking forward to tomorrow's plans for weeks. It will have to be tomorrow night. That will give him a few days to process the information before he goes in for chemo.<br /><br />If I can just keep my shit together until tomorrow night...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-72056004935138354062010-04-07T03:37:00.000-07:002010-04-07T03:36:22.280-07:00Fortune CookieTime makes one wise. Ask advice from someone older than you.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-19390496778909765022010-04-05T03:00:00.000-07:002010-04-05T03:00:06.411-07:00Fwd: Let's All Wear Purple HatsIF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER - by Erma Bombeck<br />(written after she found out she was dying from cancer).<br /><br />I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.<br /><br />I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.<br /><br />I would have talked less and listened more.<br /><br />I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained, or the sofa faded.<br /><br />I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace<br /><br />I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.<br /><br />I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband.<br /><br />I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.<br /><br />I would have sat on the lawn with my grass stains.<br /><br />I would have cried and laughed less while watching television and more while watching life.<br /><br />I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.<br /><br />Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.<br /><br />When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. Now go get washed up for dinner." There would have been more "I love you's." More "I'm sorry's."<br /><br />But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute...look at it and really see it, live it and never give it back. Stop sweating the small stuff.<br /><br />Don't worry about who doesn't like you, who has more, or who's doing what.<br /><br />Instead, let's cherish the relationships we have with those who do love us.<br /><br />Let's think about what God HAS blessed us with. And what we are doing each day to promote ourselves mentally, physically, emotionally. I hope you all have a blessed day<br /><br />Beautiful Women's Month<br /><br />Age 3: She looks at herself and sees a Queen.<br /><br />Age 8: She looks at herself and sees Cinderella.<br /><br />Age 15: She looks at herself and sees an Ugly Sister (Mum I can't go to school looking like this!)<br /><br />Age 20: She looks at herself and sees "too fat/too thin, too short/too tall, too straight/too curly"- but decides she's going out anyway.<br /><br />Age 30: She looks at herself and sees "too fat/too thin, too short/too tall, too straight/too curly" - but decides she doesn't have time to fix it, so she's going out anyway.<br /><br />Age 40: She looks at herself and sees "clean" and goes out anyway.<br /><br />Age 50: She looks at herself and sees "I am" and goes wherever she wants to go.<br /><br />Age 60: She looks at herself and reminds herself of all the people who can't even see themselves in the mirror anymore. Goes out and conquers the world.<br /><br />Age 70: She looks at herself &sees wisdom, laughter and ability, goes out and enjoys life.<br /><br />Age 80: Doesn't bother to look Just puts on a purple hat and goes out to have fun with the world.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-65369981376552976072010-04-04T07:56:00.000-07:002010-04-04T08:13:36.923-07:00My WeekendI took off from work Friday and Saturday because I desperately needed a mental vacation. I've been so exhausted and frankly bitter lately. I resent that I don't have time to do what I want so I had big plans and high hopes for this weekend. No housework, no cooking, no errands; I was only going to do what I wanted to do. Well, God has a way of putting me in my place (and I appreciate that) and showing me that my piddly little wants and priorities are not what life is about. I think life is about life; being there for others, spending time together, comforting one another and sharing our experiences.<br /><br />A dear friend of mine's father was shot last week. Yesterday he passed away, on his birthday. As my husband said, "murder has touched our family." Its a very heavy and disturbing feeling even though we did not know the man personally, it still had a very weighted effect on us.<br /><br />So, I just wanted to pass this along, on this very special day, Easter Sunday. Spend time with those you love, those who need you and whom you need and love. Life is short and you never know when something unexpected is going to happen. Make amends with your enemies. If you had only one day to live, what would you do with it?<br /><br />Happy Easter.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-63168777784807526632010-03-31T11:19:00.000-07:002010-03-31T11:22:30.233-07:00Work in progress...I thought about why I hadn't posted anything since January and decided it was because I don't like my blog, so I'm giving it a face-lift - a slow, torturous one, that will probably span several weeks/months/years until I get it the way I want it. I allowed people's opinions to push me into adding pictures, color, etc., even though I stuck to my guns about not having a theme. So, today is close to a blank slate. Maybe tomorrow it will become totally blank and I can begin to make it mine.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-17114678416778912122010-01-20T05:02:00.000-08:002010-01-20T05:11:55.126-08:00Dear God, Thank you!I pray every night and at least a couple of times during the day, and always try to say "thank you" and count my blessings even when things don't seem to be going very well. THIS Thank you, I felt, needed to be shared.<br /><br />It is a huge stress when someone in your family is diagnosed with cancer, and you can't help but also stress over the money. Your loved one can't work, bills mount up, collection agencies begin to call, its just unbearable at times. I hate to pray for money, because that just seems wrong, so I prayed for an answer, I prayed for guidance and my prayers were answered.<br /><br />Our Patient Advocate told us that organizations donate money to families with high deductibles and high out-of-pocket medical costs. She applied to several for us and we received the news yesterday that we were approved for financial assistance for this year!<br /><br />I'm just so beside myself with relief and joy that I wanted to share the news with everyone. Those who follow my blog have been so supportive and it is so appreciated, too. <br /><br />So, I just wanted to say, Thank you, God, for all you do for us. I am so grateful, that words just cannot describe it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-42448260260648371192010-01-17T18:02:00.000-08:002010-01-17T18:12:11.729-08:00IncentivesI go through long spurts of not being able to accomplish anything. Although my intentions are good, I always manage to talk myself into procrastination. Because of my husband's illness and working longer hours and the dark, grey, depression of winter, I've put off a lot of things that need to be done around here. Things pile up, nothing gets thrown away and I'd clean just enough to not be embarrassed if someone stopped by. I live by the old Erma Bombeck way of thinking, if I clean it up, it'll just get messy again in a week or two, so why bother?! (I love all of her books - she was inspirational when I was growing up, lol).<br /><br />But then, I go to someone's house that is worse than mine, and I think "how/why would you live this way?!" and I found myself picking things up, throwing things away, and I realized, why don't I just do this at my house? It inspired me like nothing else could. I spent the day throwing things away: junk mail, freebies I had collected from here and there, old straws, matchbooks, and I started finding a lot of things that I had "borrowed" ages ago from people, so I started bagging those items to be returned to their owners (bet they'll be surprised).<br /><br />I think it was therapeutic in a way. Clutter can bring you down and make you feel like you're buried and when life is a little rough anyway, breaking through the clutter can be liberating and gave me a fresh outlook.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-29078335753996390752010-01-06T05:08:00.000-08:002010-01-06T05:14:40.377-08:00Far BehindI'm so far behind on my "to do" list because I basically have done nothing but watch movies during the holiday off days. It was very relaxing and rejuvenating and totally necessary. I have so much to write about but don't have time enough this morning. So, coming up, I want to share what I thought about the endless number of movies I watched the past 2 weeks, one book review (I felt it was a total scam) and an update on my husband's chemo, etc. I'm starting to think I can keep this blog, but then maybe I should make additional blogs to categorize the things I write about. But then, I start thinking that would be a lot of extra work. What do you think?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-18452309583706375772009-12-27T05:56:00.000-08:002009-12-27T05:57:44.643-08:00QuoteIf you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs, it's just possible you haven't grasped the situation.<br /><br />Jean KerrUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-83298600662469350682009-12-26T08:05:00.000-08:002009-12-26T08:21:01.372-08:00New Year's ResolutionsWell, its the day after Christmas, a day of options. Typically, I take this day off of work, as I've also done this year, with the intent of getting a lot of stuff done around the house, namely, finding room for the things I received for Christmas. But then, even though I got up before the sun, I end up on my computer, wasting away and convince myself I need a day to just do nothing. Maybe if I focus on the future and begin to organize my New Year's Resolutions, I won't feel like this day is a total waste. Who came up with New Year's Resolutions, anyway? I personally don't "believe" in them because every year I make them and every year I break them - sometimes within just a day of starting. So, what's the point? Why do I put myself through this?<br /><br />After much thought and consideration, I realize that the purpose of New Year's Resolutions is to provide hope and excitement for the new year; something to look forward to instead of dwelling on the past.<br /><br />In light of this, I resolve to:<br /><br />- care for my husband and be as patient and understanding as possible and spend as much time with him as possible.<br />- become even more charitable than this year and inspire others to be charitable.<br />- work hard and try to keep us financially stable.<br />- be thankful for what we have instead of dwelling on what we have not.<br />- create some awesome blogs.<br />- and, of course, lose weight and become more organized.<br /><br />I love receiving comments. Please feel free to post your resolutions in the comments area.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-50428844261098989362009-12-24T03:42:00.000-08:002009-12-24T03:43:47.163-08:00Funny Christmas Pictures<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EZiHvOiwoWo&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EZiHvOiwoWo&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-89021670859514727532009-12-18T04:42:00.000-08:002009-12-19T08:16:54.708-08:00Approach<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijMS9Jmj3-CBgv5zEvGfOKD5FnniOngbWxq433wHlsk7mJJO30krqFleE9Tn295qOCe9RZuAs0gte5KdIjoTgtAKVyacVeNtKooiIlgpFvz-HLg2ZgWum4iCNyNwW2_IoROfHYtg/s1600-h/homeless.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijMS9Jmj3-CBgv5zEvGfOKD5FnniOngbWxq433wHlsk7mJJO30krqFleE9Tn295qOCe9RZuAs0gte5KdIjoTgtAKVyacVeNtKooiIlgpFvz-HLg2ZgWum4iCNyNwW2_IoROfHYtg/s320/homeless.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416555882230516274" border="0" /></a>Nearly every day for I don't know how many years, I have driven past a woman on my way to work. She "lives" outside of the library downtown. Every morning she goes through all of her possessions, stuffed into two very large trashbags. Over time the trashbags have become worn and she began patching them with duct tape (I don't know where she got that). Every day I'd think to myself 'I should give her some new trashbags', but then I'd forget by the time I got to work. I felt uneasy about approaching her; I'd never spoken to a homeless person before, and I often wonder 'what happened?' Finally, one of her bags became unrepairable and her belongings were lying on the sidewalk, so I realized that either I remember the bags, or her few possessions were going to end up stolen or thrown away. I grabbed the trashbags I had left, some change (I don't pay for things with cash, so I rarely have any money around the house) and some bananas. I drove towards work and saw her standing there trying to tape up the remaining bag. I pulled up to the sidewalk, took a deep breath and got out of the car. I didn't know what I was going to say. She didn't look up until I spoke. I held out the bag of items and said, "I noticed you needed new bags." She smiled, "Oh gosh, thank you so much!" I nodded and went on my way. It was no big deal and I wished I had stopped before.<br /><br />This is yet another challenge to myself, and this time also to you: do something you wouldn't normally do, something you keep meaning to do. Tomorrow never comes, there is only today.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-14294454980369595392009-12-10T03:29:00.000-08:002009-12-10T03:46:48.475-08:00BrainstormingI have so much I want to do, but it seems like the more things I think of, the less I get done. It must be a proportional-karma-universe thing; kinda like Murphy's Law.<br /><br />I bought a calendar that fits in my purse and made a to-do list. I've brainstormed tons of ideas for crafts, blog topics, art pieces, etc, and picked out a blog template that would give me more columns. So, really, that's a pretty good start. However, once you see my calendar (I hope to post a picture tonight...so it will probably be in 2 weeks) you'll understand why I'm just spinning my wheels.<br /><br />Christmas is fast approaching and I'm going to miss the entire shopping season as far as posting things on Etsy, Amazon and Ebay. I had monumental, albeit futile, plans for making extra money this month. If you'll remember <a href="http://afadedrose.blogspot.com/2009/09/challenge.html">my post from a couple months ago</a>, my goal was to find a way to make an extra $100/day online. I'm nowhere near that, but will probably try to work in advertising in the near future, even though I don't like blogs that are overrun with ads. I'm hoping to be able to do it so it fits in with the (future) look of my blog. After all, the initial purpose of this blog was for me to carry on about anything and everything and to kind of be an anonymous, secret place for me to be myself and to say whatever I wanted without worrying about hurting anyone's feelings, or stepping on any toes as I deal with a very difficult and painful time in my husband's shortened life, as well as "perimenopause", getting older and the day to day trials and tribulations that we all face.<br /><br />Happy Holidays everyone - I'll be back later :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-54198050724531681762009-12-01T03:39:00.000-08:002009-12-01T03:48:49.438-08:00Fat Jeans<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0PsRfOBC7Jr_NpgimYOpnwL4fBZJtAvKrnFFS6ESrPfjGt_MphNcbgNWZ9v9yK_8UwFZoWnRK-9RWXxB4HNCIAe6L-Gt4AEp5vVAGNZod0y7qMlJV1-hKYQTJoqL3sdHu0-o_tA/s1600/fatjeans.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 172px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0PsRfOBC7Jr_NpgimYOpnwL4fBZJtAvKrnFFS6ESrPfjGt_MphNcbgNWZ9v9yK_8UwFZoWnRK-9RWXxB4HNCIAe6L-Gt4AEp5vVAGNZod0y7qMlJV1-hKYQTJoqL3sdHu0-o_tA/s320/fatjeans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410233274378822226" border="0" /></a>Ugh! The after Thanksgiving blues. Having to return to work after four days of lounging around doing nothing, relaxing, having a good time was made even worse when I had to trade in my pajama pants for jeans, AND, on top of that - I had to get out my FAT jeans! I gained 5 pounds in 4 days! 5 pounds that took me like 2 months to lose in the first place. Oh well, back to it I guess. Starting today, no more pumpkin pie with whipped creme for breakfast and dinner. Starting today I'll have eggbeaters for breakfast, write down everything I eat, drink more water and get on the treadmill, ugh! Wish me luck! BUT - no matter what - I'm having pumpkin pie on Christmas :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-90968081187583680662009-11-29T06:18:00.000-08:002009-11-29T06:31:16.178-08:00Staycation<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim67Z6UaQFnNf2EPMSG3L31Bi_T4AtYLRTNrydCMD2VksjEJaS8Nw3kI7TVKmXrKsqBnOQiob8GTt0jwPlfjHY20Nl5JYmcireV6f22tpwDY4otkgbDrB3Z6SloAnvwuItAXHybw/s1600/julie_and_julia.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim67Z6UaQFnNf2EPMSG3L31Bi_T4AtYLRTNrydCMD2VksjEJaS8Nw3kI7TVKmXrKsqBnOQiob8GTt0jwPlfjHY20Nl5JYmcireV6f22tpwDY4otkgbDrB3Z6SloAnvwuItAXHybw/s200/julie_and_julia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409530496400489234" border="0" /></a>I have had a wonderful, relaxing "stay-cation" these past few days! I think I needed some time to do nothing, relax, not watch the clock, etc.<br /><br />Thursday was Thanksgiving and my dear sweet giving mother had it at her house again. She doesn't want any help until I get there then its 'well, I could've used some help hours ago!' So, I had a couple of glasses of wine and enjoyed the rest of the evening.<br /><br />Friday we had to go to the doctor so my husband could have some blood work done, then we went out for lunch, which was nice. Afterwards, I just putzed around the house and fiddled with some crafts and that night we watched a dvd - I'm too embarrassed to say which one because it was just too stupid.<br /><br />Saturday, I went to see Julie & Julia with my parents and one of my daughters. It was such a good movie! I'm inspired to blog a lot more from watching it - so watch out. You can look forward to a lot more posts about nothing, lol.<br /><br />Today - I should get some stuff done but just wanted to let everyone know that no matter what you have going on - take time for yourself. If you're caring for someone, get some help, even if just for a day. You'll feel better and be a better caretaker for having done it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-23080501568992238512009-11-26T20:00:00.000-08:002009-11-26T20:01:36.839-08:00A Thanksgiving PrayerLord, so often times, as any other day<br />When we sit down to our meal and pray <br /><br />We hurry along and make fast the blessing<br />Thanks, amen. Now please pass the dressing <br /><br />We're slaves to the olfactory overload<br />We must rush our prayer before the food gets cold <br /><br />But Lord, I'd like to take a few minute more<br />To really give thanks to what I'm thankful for <br /><br />For my family, my health, a nice soft bed<br />My friends, my freedom, a roof over my head <br /><br />I'm thankful right now to be surrounded by those<br />Whose lives touch me more than they'll ever possibly know <br /><br />Thankful Lord, that You've blessed me beyond measure<br />Thankful that in my heart lives life's greatest treasure <br /><br />That You, dear Jesus, reside in that place<br />And I'm ever so grateful for Your unending grace <br /><br />So please, heavenly Father, bless this food You've provided<br />And bless each and every person invited <br /><br />Amen!<br /><br />by Scott WesemannUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-49677358957827639142009-11-23T04:23:00.000-08:002009-11-23T04:30:02.659-08:00Catch upWow! I can't believe I've been away from this for over 6 weeks. Great way to build traffic, huh?! So much has been going on its just overwhelming. I'll try to come back and go more in depth later so that people who are going through the same trials and tribulations as us can maybe benefit from our experiences.<br /><br />My husband had the RFA (radio frequency ablation). It went great! This is truly a miracle of modern medicine! Then, he returned to the hospital a couple of days later to have his port installed. Anyone who is going to be receiving chemotherapy really should see about getting one of these. It is so much better than not having one. Then, a couple of weeks later, he took an ambulance ride to the emergency room. It turns out he had a gallstone. The pain was horrendous. They removed the stone and then 2 days later removed his gallbladder. THEN, a week after that, he came down with pneumonia!<br /><br />Like I said, things have been crazy. He started chemo last week but still has the pneumonia. We have to wait 4 weeks before they'll do a bronchoscopy to verify the pneumonia. This Wednesday he goes in to have a stint removed that was inserted after the gallstone was removed.<br /><br />I'll be updated my blog header, background, etc. for a whole new look within the week.<br /><br />Happy Thanksgiving everyone!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-49974755328168171672009-10-01T03:14:00.000-07:002009-10-01T03:20:23.065-07:00The SneezeThe procedure went smoothly! It is such a massive relief!<br /><br />We were in the doctor's office a few days ago and my husband sneezed. It was kind of funny because he immediately put his hand to his face, then quickly remembered 'no, you're suppose to sneeze (and cough) into your sleeve, wait, no, now you're suppose to sneeze/cough into the inside of your elbow. I saw his arm go from his hand, wrist, then inside elbow past his nose all in the course of one sneeze. It was so funny - you'd probably have to have been there. I joked, "next they'll tell us to sneeze into our armpits" :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-88714872522247473462009-09-30T06:23:00.000-07:002009-09-30T06:31:30.661-07:00Hospital Trip - What to packToday we're going to the hospital. My husband is having a RFA (I forget what that stands for, but I'll post it later) to remove a nodule on his lung. He has stage 4 colon cancer which is stressful and scary in and of itself, but this procedure is adding to the stress because its fairly new. They do this on other organs all the time, but not the lung. I'll let you know how it goes.<br /><br />Anyway, I started "packing" for our trip hours ago (or at least it feels that way). We've spent a lot of time there so I'm getting good at packing for it. Being at the hospital is mostly a waiting game. Some things you want to take:<br /><br />book or something to do<br />reading glasses (if needed)<br />change for the vending machines<br />cash for the parking garage - ours takes debit cards now, but they didn't last year<br />protein snacks<br />sweater<br />water (the hospital is very dry)<br /><br />Wow - that's a lot shorter list than I thought. Why did it take me so long to pack then???<br /><br />If its your first trip, make sure you ask where the cafeteria is. I didn't eat anything except vending machine food the first time we went and ended up becoming very ill.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-41249812145774180652009-09-28T04:22:00.001-07:002009-09-28T04:24:11.538-07:00Thank you for voting!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicn_IexmuipdoXJmdI13XRNx5iG8NOA6eGdBv6GkPvvo_0LvHlcfg8qVsKJMj94nDLzszv5EhjJYt6oXGa524NRerzk3QmLRVxHhyphenhyphenh6F27EWHrQ85k-Ja0j5dGeFhJPPmq3Q2y/s400/Sashawins.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicn_IexmuipdoXJmdI13XRNx5iG8NOA6eGdBv6GkPvvo_0LvHlcfg8qVsKJMj94nDLzszv5EhjJYt6oXGa524NRerzk3QmLRVxHhyphenhyphenh6F27EWHrQ85k-Ja0j5dGeFhJPPmq3Q2y/s400/Sashawins.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Thank you for voting! Sasha won the contest and she's so very happy!!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31777003.post-53534152316518022842009-09-25T04:01:00.000-07:002009-09-25T04:27:16.516-07:00This Week In ReviewI had a fairly boring, insignificant week but had a lot I wanted to post about and just didn't get around to it. So, I hope to follow up on those topics later. They were/are all very important topics such as grocery shopping, weather, bad hair days, etc. and I'm sure you'll be sitting on pins and needles until I get them posted, but you'll have to wait.<br /><br />I hope to get caught up this weekend on everyone's blog suggestions and do a lot more writing.<br /><br />As far as my "<a href="http://afadedrose.blogspot.com/2009/09/challenge.html">challenge</a>" goes,... so far, I've made $4.32 online this week. Yay! A far cry from the $100/day goal, but still, a step in the right direction. More on this later, too. A lot of the retail stores around here are beginning to hire part-time help for the holidays, so I need to follow through on that, also. Man, I've got A LOT to do! I better get busy, and fast!<br /><br />I just wanted to leave you with this email that I received, because I know you all deserve to receive it, too (it was titled "Hey Gorgeous):<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="color: rgb(112, 48, 160);font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:22pt;" ><span style="font-size:130%;">.... This is for you gorgeous ...<br /><br /></span></span></b></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiqS8rORdEe9pW2pSLAQ4TCjefnmHuS91mdHOVVeFWB-HAglCNtTEeO8lfvfSwDID7k45o-uX2b3_pOuyww2EvXIGGBNjjZrf9SHj-z4qIoSQPDvF78eO3Kz1zexYYkd_A5ATWAQ/s1600-h/download.htm"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 159px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiqS8rORdEe9pW2pSLAQ4TCjefnmHuS91mdHOVVeFWB-HAglCNtTEeO8lfvfSwDID7k45o-uX2b3_pOuyww2EvXIGGBNjjZrf9SHj-z4qIoSQPDvF78eO3Kz1zexYYkd_A5ATWAQ/s320/download.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385364132487064994" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="color: rgb(112, 48, 160);font-family:'Comic Sans MS';" ><br /></span></b><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="color: rgb(112, 48, 160);font-family:'Comic Sans MS';" >Today is National</span></b><b><span style="color: rgb(1, 1, 1);font-family:'Comic Sans MS';" > </span></b><b><u><span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:red;" >'HOLY SHIT, YOU'RE HOT'</span></u></b><b><span style="color: rgb(1, 1, 1);font-family:'Comic Sans MS';" > </span></b><b><span style="color: rgb(112, 48, 160);font-family:'Comic Sans MS';" >Day!</span></b></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color:black;"> </span></span> <p style="text-align: center;" class="ecxMsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="color: rgb(112, 48, 160);font-family:'Comic Sans MS';" >Send this to someone gorgeous, </span></b><span style="color:black;"></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center;" class="ecxMsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="color: rgb(112, 48, 160);font-family:'Comic Sans MS';" >but don't send it back to me, </span></b><span style="color:black;"></span></span></p> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="color: rgb(112, 48, 160);font-family:'Comic Sans MS';" >I've been getting this message all freakin' day!</span></b></span><br /><br />******************************************************************<br /><div style="text-align: left;">P.S. <a href="http://petsjubilee-furbabies.blogspot.com/2009/09/contestant-12.html">Vote for Sasha.</a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0