What the hell is your problem? Who do you think you are? You are pissing me off.
In the past seven months, five people I know have been diagnosed with you. Not to mention the very ugly bout my father-in-law had with you in 2006. Not to mention that you killed my favorite cat in 2007. Don't think I've forgotten about those things, because I have not.
Now, true, I'm THRILLED that you are not the cause of some problems my husband has had this year. I'm also extremely excited that my friend's husband is kicking your sorry ass. Loving this. Huge fan of this.
Yesterday, though, you killed someone I knew, a very talented guy who had not been sick for long. He moved into hospice care last week, and the doctors said he wouldn't last the summer...well, he barely lasted through the weekend. His partner, family and friends barely had time to get used to the idea that he was sick, and now he is gone.
Enough already. You suck. No one likes you. Move along.
Seriously.
You know this is the ugly beast that we have been saddled with since February. And yes it sucks and stomps all your dreams in the mud. But we have learned that you never know how strong you are until being strong is the only choice you have. So we have chosen not let it "be" our life while we fight it with all that we can. We are living one day at a time now. And with that said we are being treated to one of your dad's meals next week.
Posted by: Joanne | Wednesday, July 01, 2009 at 23:44
brava -- I agree. And I am so sorry for the loss of your friend.
Posted by: Amy | Wednesday, July 01, 2009 at 08:11